To And Fro(How Mind Keeps Swinging) Poem by Sarvani Pochiraju

</>I set out from my house,
everyday,
several times a day
the colors of the world calling,
the music of the world amusing

I see people, passions
Rainbow of emotions
Butterflies of virtues
Black spots of vices

I hear lullabies of kindness,
Carols of caress
Songs of joy
Screams of hatred

I sympathize, I empathize
I justify, I testify
I brood, I lament
I judge, I comment
I collect lot of luggage
And keep going.

But suddenly,
I am drawn back home
I come back home.
I come back to my “White house”
I come back to my “Quiet house”
I come back to my SOUL,
To my INNER CONSCIOUSNESS
Where there is NOTHING,
I simply “EXIST”
.
.
.

And I wish I had never left home.
.
.
.
.
.
But again,
In a second,
I set out from home...............