What lies beneath our thoughts!

It might blast anytime soon
Holding the trigger 
In tight clutched hand
Thinking and fighting in my head
With my own reactions 
To those irritating actions


Don't push me 
Don't pull me
Let me stay put
Let me saccade a bit
Glancing at those scavengers
Biting my skin to loose my hold
To Push me for a sudden implode

Still holding
Awaiting things for unfolding 
Absorbing the pain of every sting
Not letting the most awaiting impinge
Holding my postion with utmost resistance 
Maybe Its time to learn
The next level  of patience 

© Sanjay Ranout