Mysticism draws me closer
My mind begins to decay
I grab on desperately to activity
Yet I cannot think, am numb
Cold on a warm day
A flower in a storm
Am seeking to escape
Yet I know there is no way
I tried them all, but it comes full circle
In vain I ran too far, only to discover the
Karma of it all,
Some things sting, others bite
Creativity is an escape yet it binds
Madness is an escape
Yet it closes the door to freedom
The mind is an errant force
It speaks not the truth
It gives up too easy
It wants far too much
It trips at unusal times, losing control
Of me, makes me a slave of thought,
It’s strange to be human and have to sit
And think.
posted by T @ 4:28 AM
5 Comments
5 Comments:
the mind indeed is an errant force.
karma. ugh. ramblings of my prejudiced self..
jus dropped by. nice blog.
peace..!!
\m/
That was a very mature thought flow. Activity ,Creativity, lethargy and numbness sometimes go out of control and makes us want to think sometimes. Am I what my mind is? Or am I a slave of my mind?
You have captured things that I couldnt express better. bravos!!!
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I was reading this and something told me "was it worth the wait or what?!" Stunning writing! Absolutely controlled and channelled so freely!!
Totally loved
Creativity is an escape, yet it binds Effing brilliant!! :D
The mind is an errant force
It speaks not the truth
It gives up too easy
It wants far too much
My mind is full of weird thuoghts...at times it gives me headache..hmmm...I think its mind-ache or something ;)
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