Mindmaze Poem by Saritha Ayyath Madhusudanan

Sleep eluded me.
I lay thinking...thinking of
things to come, things which had come...
but no solution for anyone...
Is this bliss?
A hypothetical bliss?
Deep in the night, somewhere, hooted an owl
A signal of evil? A sense of brood?
Only he knows why he cried.
And men in their bed tossing and turning
Trying to fnd solutions.
Unravelling, unearthing,
making it more difficult to solve..
They are in a deep maze now
Trying to come out
But getting deep and deep in the web,
Spunned in evil.
The solutions they seek
Has no questions, no meaning.
Just an illusion of mind!