Caught in the mist of thoughts,
Wondering where they will land.
In the ocean of depression,
Or In the sky of inspiration..
Will it Push me in something dark as a cave,
Or will it bring me in a light of a new dawn.
Will it take away what all I have,
Or will It present me what all hidden in me I had.
Will it destroy me, with the power it holds,
Or will it make me with a blessing it beholds.
Here I am, Caught in the mist of thoughts.
( we ourself have power of creating or destroying ourselves )