Cluttered and cramped

A mess with no sense

A feeling with no escape

A mind so unfit

For fun, of any kind

With no direction whatsoever

That’s the way I thought

Of myself many times

A million shades circling in and out

Creating exceptional hues

Experiences varied and myriad

Forming a passage so rare

Only one form of me

Encompassing all that is diverse and varied

That’s what I failed to recognize

Stories packed in

When told with no apprehensions

Crowded mind transformed into a resource

A collection of  creativity untapped

A boundless joy I stepped in

Now that’s a picture

To hold on forever.

 

Written for Day 2 of Write Tribe Festival Of Words June 2018 inspired by the above photo prompt.