The Mind�s trilogy

 

 

Who am I? What am I? Why do I live?

Why am I given another chance to breathe?

What is my purpose?

Why do I suffer so much pain?

Turmoil that lives within,

Conflicting, torturing

Desperate remorse on the uncommon mind,

Destitute for release for compassion from the daily toils,

What atrocities the heart must bear

To obtain its true desire

Its burning aspirations

Afflicted with much, a rude awakening

Hoping yearning to see the light

The true element of human kind

Filled with flaws and misfortune

Yet strives for perfection,

Is this sure orthodox irony?

That we all aim for what we may never achieve,

 

 

At times it is good to do nothing,

Allowing time to pass,

Paying no attention to it,

Letting your mind become peaceful,

Without ponderous thoughts,

Of calculating its next move,

The calm feelings of letting go

 All that ails the soul,

Leaving the mind into complete nothingness,

 

The thoughts of love,

The thoughts of passions,

Wanting, yearning, needy empathy,

The mind propels and hunts for its like intellect,

That special source that it may need to connect

Heartless we sometimes think,

To our own oblivion

Ignoring the truth to the mind’s

 True wants, needs, affections

Yet it is a mortal’s coded mechanism

To give of its self willingly

 

         

Reviews

[karsplace]

Though I like your play on words. Its great how you use your words. You are a good writer. But I have one question "What the f@##k are you trying to say?" My mind doesn't go this deep.lol lol, no offense