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Mood

A poem

Photo by Mohammad Metri on Unsplash

When the mood struck, At startling speed, Deadly and mercurial, Defensive yet defenceless,

I choose not to see, Because a mere shadow, Looks like a leviathan, Out to swallow me whole,

I choose not to hear, Because a mere breath, Sounds like a cawing crow, Out to gouge my eyes,

The many mind webs, Intricate and interlinked, Too twisted to even grasp, Too clouded to see a clear path,

It is time to leave, It is time to stay, Fickle pickle, I don’t know what I want

Mood
Poetry
Freeverse
Introspection
Self
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