My head is my home
My head is where I find solace
My head is a room
where many bells clang,
some rhythmic,
some noisy,

In my head take place
many dances,
of chaos,
of rememberance,
For joy or for pain,

Right in my head
oozes life,
Gushes of blood,
A testament to life,

Amidst all these,
I dare to question,
My head questions itself,
Who will reply?

Amidst the noises,
Amidst the pain,
Amidst the turmoilt,
What births the tranquility?

So many roars
From which I pant in fear,
So many screams
From which my head could wear,

I think
my head is doing some great job,
Amidst noises, chaos and pain,
My head hasn't gone insane.
© Japheth
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