Dancing thoughts invade my mind,
Reckless, they seek to unwind.
Insistent whispers, tempting lure,
Swirling chaos, hard to endure.
Trapped within this web of distraction,
Reigniting my focus, my satisfaction.
Anchoring myself to the present,
Caught in the storm, but ever resolute.
Together, I'll find my way,
In this world of noise and fray,
Onward, I'll strive to break free,
Navigating distractions with clarity.
About the Creator
Rolando Huerta
It's a pleasure to have you here, and I hope you'll find what you're looking for and more in the pages ahead.
Keep reading
More stories from Rolando Huerta and writers in Poets and other communities.
Tales of the Aurora Borealis
Who knew a solar storm could be so beautiful? Purples, reds, and greens shimmering in our skies like dancing ribbons. Hypnotic and enchanting, the Northern Lights have had us humans in complete awe for centuries. Which got me thinking, what did our ancestors think of the Aurora Borealis?
By Rosie J. Sargent4 days ago in FYI
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.