My mind was like a serene river,
Flowing peacefully for a few days,
She poured her polluted water again,
And my mind became troubled.

Lost without direction,
My thoughts are uncontrollable,
Flowing aimlessly, without a destination,
Will I ever find peace again?

The river of my mind is restless,
Will it ever reach a peaceful shore?
Or will it continue to flow,
Forever lost, without a direction to explore?

June 3
~Aby