Kidnapped!

In an air of silence

where one could 

hear one's mind think.

He walked into the room

with a Thought.

A Thought on a Mission!

Yes! A Thought that had to

carry out a function.

But alas, he lost the very essence

of its creativity. It vanished!

The Thought was out there,

a missing Thought

of no fixed address.

How many thoughts can one forfeit,

before one loses one's mind?

He's looked everywhere,

but not all is lost,

he found the keys

but for what....

he can't remember.

Reviews

[Jorge Peppertrees]

Those moments when I forget what I was doing or thinking make me feel insane. This poem reminds me of that as well as writer's block.

[andrew mitchell]

thank you so much jorge for reading

[Clarity]

Great read! I really thought that your poem portrayed it's core message vey well. I also felt like the structure suited the theme of one getting lost in their thought very well.

nicely done !

[andrew mitchell]

too kind just whimsical nonsense but thanks.