Thoughts temple

Thoughts temple

A Poem by Florin Dragoș Minculescu

It should be a normal day,
Sunshines were embracing the view,
And everything seems so vivid.
But then inside,
A bunch of thoughts..,
Were making so much noise.

I sat and listened them.
They were arguing about something.
I didn't quite understand them.
Suddenly, one of them,
Oddly suggested to pray.
To whom, I've asked myself.
I was dismayed.
These thoughts, one at the time
They were praying to ..
A me.

I was transformed.
I've become a temple for my thoughts.
But this wasn't just right,
What could, anymore, this "me" to be?
It couldn't be, I couldn't be..
Be what?

Suddenly an immaterial touch embosoms us.
Which us?

© 2022 Florin Dragoș Minculescu


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Added on February 2, 2022
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Florin Dragoș Minculescu
Florin Dragoș Minculescu

Bucharest, Sector 2, Romania



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