Painted Thoughts

A little here a little there.

I find painted thoughts everywhere.

Lost in their desires, responsibilities and dreams,

I find people and their worldly thoughts.

In metro, on road, in malls light up bright.

Painted thoughts are everywhere.

Some are with a smile, some with the wrinkles of anguish

Some with the sorrows hidden behind.

Beneath the blue, on the green in the noon,

Sitting besides the shore, marooning in the room.

You find painted thoughts everywhere.

Some are so deep, some are just a flash.

Few prove to be déjà vu.

But there they are all around you.

 Some make you smile; few make your heart ache.

Some you don’t want to recall, yet they knock your doorsteps.

A few you rejoice again and again.

A few, you try to run away from them.

Some are pestered, some are gaily.

Some are dark, gray spots everywhere,

Few painted in lovely red.

Few rise like a bubble, burst into memories,

Reverie turns into pleasure.

They cling to you all the time,

Like shadows following your every footstep.

They never let you bore, a companion at times.

Churning inside your mind whipping up the creams of failures and desires.

Painted thoughts are they, and they are everywhere.

P.S.: I guess everyone gets lost in thoughts most of the time when we are free, whether they are happy ones or the sad ones, but they are colored in their own sense, that's why we even say that we fell blue. Waiting for my friend at the metro platform, nothing to do, my thoughts started nagging me. they took me from the anguish of that i was waiting so long for her, to the pretty shoes the girls and boys moving to and fro from the metro. my thoughts even took me back to my childhood days and with the speed of a sonic boom they thrust me back to the present. In a nutshell they gave company to me.

Its just not with me, I even find  People sitting listening to music or just simply sitting, and lost in the world of thought. few even twitch their brows, i wonder are they feeling ached within. unlike few i find smiling on their own, may be thinking something sweet. :)