2. POEM 1
Men and women are puzzled by everything I do
Doctors use different terminologies to describe me
I just wonder
The thoughts are bigger than I can express
Every move that I make shows how trapped I feel
Under the continuous flow of happenings
The effect of a cause becomes the cause of another effect
And I wonder
I think about the times when I change the environment
around me
With the help of my imagination
I can go places that do not exist
And they are like beautiful dreams.
But it is a world full of improbabilities
Racing towards uncertainty.
3. POEM 2
When you are trying to think blue
And end up thinking black
You can be sure to be frustrated
Time and again it happens to me
And I get quite helpless
Otherwise why should I get up and spin
myself
Spinning my body
Brings some sort of harmony to my thoughts
So that I can centrifuge away all the black
thoughts
I realise that the faster I spin
The faster I drive away the black
When I am sure that even the last speck of
4. POEM 2 continued
Then I spin back in the opposite
direction
And pull the blue thoughts into
myself
It depends on how much blue I want
If I want more blue I have to spin
faster
Otherwise not so fast
It's just like being a fan
The trouble is when I stop spinning
My body scatters
And it's so difficult to collect it
