Nothing in this world,
is volatilized in no time,
Like the mind,
May be creation or annihilation,
The mind, never mind,
The mind can run fast,
Without even pausing,
A new thought is born,
When another thought is about to die,
Yeah! It is destined,
The mind can develop,
Thousands and thousands of such thoughts,
During a finger-snapping,
Sometimes, it gives us fun,
And boredom at the other time,
It is dexterous to share happy,
Again, the misery as well,
Then simply,
What is this?
Unpredictability or mystery,
Untrustworthiness or uncertainty,
It is perplexed,
It is an amassed wool ball of,
All those adjectives,
Mind acts deceiving us,
Conventionally, the mind controls us,
But this matter should be the other way around!
There were people who had unfastened this perplexed wool ball.
To be honest, their minds were commanded by them.
About the Creator
Esala Gunathilake
I am an enthusiastic writer who feel the sense of humanity. Thus, I can write stanzas, short stories, novels, articles and blogs as well. I am a blog contributor for the Ananda College Engineer's Ink student chapter website.
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A poignant piece, Esala! A mind is a terrible thing to waste.
Beautiful insight here!! Absolutely loved it
This work explores the complexity and unpredictability of human mind. Delving into its ability to generate various thoughts and emotions in a fleeting manner. A very thoughtful poem inviting the reader to reflect on the intricacies of the mind and its influence on our lives.
Amazing insights. So clever analysis..Keep it up!
Wow. This is fantastic! 🔥