Somewhere inside...

Extricate the wrong and right

At the brink is the exasperation

in the sticks is the inspiration

thoughts are dim and mystified

How reluctant and fossilized they are !

My eyes plead for clarity

Thoughts request sublimity,

Classicism at its best

 Tranquil soul, mind at rest

Pursuit is tough

but in close proximity

Its somewhere inside
Lets close our eyes and try to see