Like sand through an hour glass

Standing and staring through the window pane,

Flowing continuously and pouring out of the brain.

Meandering from carefree to anxious musings,

A string of waves and wool-gathering.

Some as light as a feather and could be dusted with a blow,

Some as heavy as an elephant and cannot be drove.

Some brought a smile and gleamed up the eyes,

Like a shining ray in a cloud of reverie.

Its effervescent nature could not stay longer, 

With an intruding click, it hindered the swirl.

A pause, a break and occupied again.

Like a strong gush, it brought a storm,

Time passed from minutes to hours. 

Stashed in a corner of brain,

Splashed like a color balloon.

Oh! these thoughts passed like a sand through an hour-glass.