The Universal Mind
Many refer to the brain as a mind;
as tho the two are the same;
in death; the brain is left behind;
so I ask: “What’s in a name?”
The brain is nothing, but mere illusion;
a pathway for thoughts to traverse;
the mind is thought’
Poems About Love
The Universal Mind
Many refer to the brain as a mind;
as tho the two are the same;
in death; the brain is left behind;
so I ask: “What’s in a name?”
The brain is nothing, but mere illusion;
a pathway for thoughts to traverse;
the mind is thought’
I’m An Enigma
I am the wind; soothing your face;
in the midst of sweltering heat;
I am the love, you long to embrace;
the stranger, you long to meet.
I am your enemy, that you most fear;
hiding, round every corner;
I am the voice; whispering in your
Reality’s Wilderness
I am lost in the maze of reality;
seeking understanding;
living in a realm of duality;
my Lord and Master, commanding.
I find myself searching for reasons;
in hope of finding answers;
discovering life has many seasons;
beset with tragedy and cancers.
Its purpose continues to elude
…The Curse Of Loneliness
Loneliness fosters bouts of depression;
our laughter replaced by crying;
life becomes a season of regression;
while the mind seems to be dying.
Our purpose; replaced by endless leisure;
not knowing what is to come;
life is more than enertainment and pleasure;
it’s about being
Winds Of Change
Peace is the treasure; that all of us seek;
but, that few of us ever find;
change is a destiny that reaches its peak;
leaving that peace behind.
The winds of change are always at work;
tho peace requests they keep still;
forbidden pleasures that some partook;
Pride Begets Fools
I wish I could revisit all of my past;
correcting all my mistakes;
then, would my peace of mind last;
and pride put on its brakes.
But, my physical past is out of bounds;
I may only find it; in my mind;
my guilt still pursues me
The Storm Of Reality
Reality began with a flash of light;
followed by the peal of thunder;
a world; fashioned in the dark of night;
the heavens; thrown asunder.
In Eden; there came, the perfect storm;
a battle between evil and good;
a storm swept in; when life was born;
A Fate Worse Than Death
Most fear death more than anything;
this life; to them; is priceless;
but there is a certain spice death brings;
life; without death, is spiceless.
Life, without death; is never ending;
even a movie can last too long;
death ushers in a new beginning;
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