Mind stuck on loops? Rahu won’t rest

Rahu’s shadow falls, a restless plight. Thoughts churn and swirl, both day and night. Desires rise, a constant plea. We seek a truth, eternally free. Past echoes haunt, a looping strain. We build our walls, against the rain. Illusions weave, a tangled snare. We chase the phantoms, everywhere. We cling to dreams, that fade away. And find ourselves, in disarray. Can we find peace, this restless soul? And break the chains, that take their toll? Or are we bound, to wander on? A melancholy soul, forever gone.

The mind’s a maze, where shadows creep. And restless thoughts, their secrets keep. We seek to find, a steady hand. To guide us through, this shifting sand. Yet clarity fades, like morning mist. And leaves us lost, in endless twist. Can we release the need to know? And let the restless currents flow? To find a stillness, deep inside. Where peace and solace can reside. Or are we trapped, in endless thought? A melancholy battle, dearly bought.

The whispers of a troubled mind. Where looping patterns, intertwine. We seek to grasp, a fleeting grace. To find our place, in time and space. Yet every hold, it slips away. And leaves us lost, another day. Can we find freedom, in the still? And break the chains, that bend our will? Or are we destined to remain? In this restless, endless pain.