As the thoughts arouse in mutiny
And agitate the mind’s scrutiny
Retire I to the castle of silence
Bring to a stand still, all parlance
As I retreat from fire and mire
Shoving the dead thoughts on pyre
I see vivid pictures of my deeds
And hear booming echo of words
The act of introspection works
And the outcome pricks and irks
My mind settles down in peace
In the castle of serene silence
A symphony is played in my mind
Finest, rarest of the musical kind
My heart beats the notes of love
I sing with notes on the bass clef
Joy and sorrow well woven enough
The texture of life, coarse and rough
Pricks the world and smites its logic
Balmy dreams soothe with a magic
Those my big dreams and hopes died
As my canoe in a whirlpool capsized
Peep in my heart and have a view
Of the niche that I carved for you!
Listen to the warble of my heart
In silence, with attention let’s start