Owl Poetry & Prose

Restricted Mind

It’s like speaking too many languages at once

I want to, no wait a minute, stop!

The view was stunning, I wanted to write about it

Describe it in detail

But alas, no time, the memory fades and gets crowded over with other thoughts

It was a beautiful lush green, with the smell of rain kissed leaves

Reminded me of a long forgotten perfume

What was the name, I forget

Thoughts crowd my mind, each one fighting to overpower the other

Sigh, it’s forgotten now

Something about a long ago scene that triggered a memory

Something from my childhood? It’s gone now

Slipped away, crowded over and restricted by other thoughts

Thoughts I would rather not be thinking

Wish I was free, free to enjoy the thoughts that brought me joy

Free to forget and bury the thoughts that brought me down

But my mind is restricted, now

Someday it will be free

Meet Lilanka
“what is meant to be comes about of what one does”.
An eclectic personality with a penchant for creativity, Lilanka is an old soul who loves life, laughter and stepping off the beaten track. She finds joy in nature, travelling and venting her existential frustrations via her writing while calming her body with food and her soul with music. Her motto is – “what is meant to be comes about of what one does”.
A collection of eclectic expressions from life according to Lilanka Botejue. From her creative outbursts and passionate views to her love for nature, food, music and archaeology, Owl Muses is an attempt to capture these moments in time.
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