Too many ideas
too many thoughts,
too many talks,
too many proposals,
too many of all
keep me at bay.
Will I conclude?
Will I succeed?
Will I survive?
Will I implement?
Will I of all
pushes me to a corner.
Heads swirl,
eyes flutter,
jaws drop,
piquancy sets in.
Am perplexed,
I stare at the sky.