Back to Room

I'm back to this four walled room,
back with ample memories i spent.....
The sights i saw,
some unexplainable, some mesmerising,
some piercing, some hypnotic and some mind blowing.....

What are these for.....?
is it for my maturity, or is it just the time that's passing by.....?
Millions of thoughts buzz around my head.....
Ah! thinking of them indulges me so much.....i forget myself.....
Later ends up with painful migraine.....

The buzzing thoughts.....I didn't welcome them.....
They accompany I, making my environment.....
sometimes fresh, sometimes dull.....
Who this "I" is?
Is there another I.....?
Anywhere dwelling in the Galaxy?
Will this particular I remain,
even after my death?
Keeps me nagging.....
Later ends up with another connected thought......

I'm back to this four walled room.....
Surrounded by every connected thoughts,
Had i visioned or is it fantasy?
Too many questions and no one to answer....
Then this I answers.....with a blink....
In every dimension my head wants......
Truly satisfying answers.....
and that's when i forget myself....
And from inside this I yells.....
oh! this Migraine.... is back to room.......