On The Brink

The trick is to keep moving

Being busy with trivia

Easy matter that wastes

The thinking and energy

The mind needs distractions

And some illusions

To keep floating

Downstream

Vortex

The mind is easily

Lost in memories

Good or bad

Important or trivial

Never mind

They keeps you

Busy

Wasting the present

Setting the future

Sometimes

The thoughts are silent

But not for long

The Train That Left

Being tired is not pleasant

Still what to do

All those things

Bringing us down

Again and again

There are no end to the torment and detriment

In my dreams I am

Running along platform

To catch the missing train

The train that would take me away

If I had been in time

That night more than twenty

Years ago