I think I hold a lot inside
that I need to sit down and write.
There is an ocean of thoughts
but I am unable to join their dots.
Maybe, I need to figure out
about what has been happening throughout.
My thoughts help me reflect
on whatever I need to introspect.
When even my thoughts are not clear,
writing them lets the words gear
to form phrases or a sentence
and aids me in my attempt to express.
I am unable to find
the exact words for my expression.
There is a lot going inside
that is beyond my comprehension.
I think, my thoughts are clogged
while I am trying ponder,
because my mind is fogged
just like the weather.