Screws And Drivers Poem by Punamjyoti Dessai

A screw with a head but no brain
A driver with a point but no self direction
Both born out of the need of eachother
And yet complete in their own existence

My mind feels mostly like a screw
With a niche carved,
Waiting for a driver to turn my thoughts

My heart listens quietly to my internal turmoil
And send the feelings to drive the chariot of thousand thoughts

The union of mind and heart has never happened
Who has been able to make them work in tandem
The decisions of heart versus the logics of the mind
Have they ever conceded defeat or agreed with eachother?

Soul of mine rises above the Chaos they create
Levitating to merge with the universal energy source
It calls upon the darkness to step up the game
For the light of a rising soul
Absorbs all negativity and blames.

The heartbeat drops it's pace
And the mind drops it's ego
As both bask in the warmth
Of the light of my soul.


Union of the trio
Heart, mind and soul
An amalgamation
That echoes through the cosmos.

Be You, Be the Beautiful mess you are meant to be.

Being PU 💕