Brain of man is an infinite fountain of jigsaw puzzle
From where conflicting ideas ooze out as bubbles
That hustle and bustle, scream and scuffle
Multiply troubles inviable and unbearable
Drive man into insane and incapable
Strangle his conscience if feeble and vulnerable
Brain of man is an evergreen jungle of jigsaw puzzle
Where contrasting ideas roam freely like wild animals
Of myriad shapes and size and of varied colours
Red, blue, black, green, gray and purple
With wide open jaws they howl and growl
Showing fangs and claws terrorise and trouble
They continue to fight and struggle
Engaged ever in an endless battle
They mumble and grumble, muffle and rumble
Force man to strive and stumble
From womb to tomb he assembles and disassembles
Interlocks the intricate ideas with odd edges
To form a lovely pattern without smudges
Clear conscience is the king of this forest
That finds a solid solution to all these unrest
Can snatch victory from the jaws of even an undaunted defeat
And find a way to make every difficult edge to fit
Can lead man to his cherished destination
To justify him as the supreme creation
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