In the depths of my consciousness, where thoughts do converge,
My mind is a forge, with ideas as its tinder.
It’s a place of creation, where mental sparks ignite,
Shaping the essence of my inner might.
A crucible of concepts, where reason and emotion brew,
My mind is a forge, where dreams and reality fuse.
It’s the anvil of ambition, where every thought does pound,
Forging the steel of my determined ground.
I am the blacksmith of my own thoughts,
Shaping my destiny with each mental oath.
My mind is a forge, where the hammer of will,
Forges the armor of resilience, against life’s ill.
It’s a workshop of wonders, where ideas are wrought,
My mind is a forge, where knowledge is sought.
It’s the furnace of passion, where every dream does burn,
Forging the sword of my unyielding turn.
In the heart of my being, where the mind’s fire rages,
My thoughts are the tools, in this mental stage.
I am the master of my mental craft,
Shaping my life’s story, one thought at a time, never once shirking the task.
My mind is a forge, where the soul’s essence shines,
It’s the heart of my being, where my true self resides.
In the quiet of contemplation, I find my way,
For in the forge of my mind, I can create and sway.
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In twisted tangles of an imbroglio,
A web of woes that doth entwine,
With knots of confusion, heart and soul do go,
And reason flies, like wind in leaves divine.
In this labyrinth of thoughts so intricate,
Where truth is lost, as in a maze profound,
The mind doth struggle to find its state,
As passions rage, like waves around.
But hope doth shine, like stars above,
A guiding light, to those who love,
For in the midst of all this strife,
Lies peace, if one but chooses life.
So let us not be daunted by the fight,
Nor lose our way in darkest night,
For in the end, we shall emerge from sight,
To see the beauty of the light.
न भूत न भगवान, बस मन का है धोखा जो दिखता है सपना, वो है सच का रोका
क्या है ये संसार, क्या है ये माया क्या है ये प्रेम, क्या है ये साया
कुछ भी नहीं है स्थिर, सब पल-पल बदलता है कुछ भी नहीं है अपना, सब पल-पल छलता है
न भूत न भगवान, बस मन का है धोखा जो दिखता है सपना, वो है सच का रोका
दुनिया में है केवल इंसान ही इंसान.
आत्मा शाश्वत है,
न कभी जन्म लेती है,
न कभी मरती है।
वह अविनाशी है,
वह देह में रहती है,
पर देह नहीं है।
वह मन में रहती है,
पर मन नहीं है।
वह बुद्धि में रहती है,
पर बुद्धि नहीं है।
वह आत्मा है,
How can you discern?
If the unseen forces gripping
your resolve are not mightier than your urge to
How can you fathom?
That there’s more to this realm than your
finite eyes can behold and your bounded mind can grasp.
When will you perceive?
That there’s been a change in your outlook,
When what was once vile now seems virtuous,
You end up saying “it’s not that grave.”
How can you verify?
If these emotions are genuine,
Or merely the mind’s ingenious ploy,
A phantom of our own being.
And how can I ascertain?
That the words I pen are veracious,
And not the mind’s deceptive scheme,
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Empty shells on the shore
Remind me of the days before
When we were young and free
And filled with joy and glee
Empty shells in my hand
Remind me of the times we planned
To travel the world and see
All the wonders that could be
Empty shells in my heart
Remind me of how we fell apart
When we grew old and cold
And lost our dreams and goals
Empty shells in my mind
Remind me of what I left behind
When I chose to walk away
And face a lonely day
On this journey through the vast unknown,
With words as our compass and our guide,
We shall explore the depths of the unknown,
And discover all that we can abide.
We shall travel through the realms of the mind,
And explore the depths of our souls,
We shall learn the secrets of the universe,
And discover our true selves along the way.
We shall not be afraid to venture forth,
Into the unknown and the untamed,
For we know that we are not alone,
And that we are always guided by the muse.
So let us set sail on this journey of discovery,
With our minds open and our hearts full of hope,
And let us see what wonders await us,
On this journey through the vast unknown.
Freedom is the wind in my hair,
The sun on my face,
The sound of the waves crashing on the shore.
Freedom is the right to choose my own path,
To live my life the way I want to,
To be who I am, without fear of judgment.
Freedom is the ability to speak my mind,
To express myself without censorship,
To be heard and understood.
Freedom is the power to make my own decisions,
To take risks and fail,
To learn and grow.
Freedom is the most precious gift of all,
And I will never take it for granted.
I will fight for freedom,
For myself and for others,
Until it is a reality for everyone.
I will not rest until all people are free,
To live their lives in peace and harmony.
Freedom is not free,
It is a right that must be fought for,
But it is a fight that is worth fighting.
So let us all stand together,
And fight for freedom,
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A story is never over
Though the page is turned, the pen is down
The words may fade, the characters may go
But the story lives on in the mind
The reader takes the story with them
To places they’ve never been before
To meet people they’ve never known
To experience things they’ve never felt
The story becomes part of them
It shapes their thoughts, their feelings, their dreams
It gives them something to hold on to
When the world seems dark and cold
So a story is never over
It’s always there, waiting to be told
To be read, to be shared, to be loved
To be passed on from one person to another
So let’s keep telling stories
Let’s keep the magic alive
Let’s keep the world dreaming
Verbal foreplay teases my mind,
Words evoke erotic images kind,
Desire builds, pulse quickens,
As fantasies unfold in my head.
Sentences turn into sensuous sounds,
Whispered phrases ignite passions,
Emotions stirred through carefully chosen words,
Creating a virtual orgasm of sorts.
With each sentence spoken aloud,
Arousal heightens, heartbeat pounds,
The power of language used to arouse,
Is a potent tool in the hands of skilled players found.
Heart and mind, two different parts,
One feels emotions, the other imparts.
Heart speaks of love, joy, and pain,
Mind tries to rationalize and explain.
Sometimes they clash, causing a strife,
But mostly they work together in life.
Dil ki baat dimag se kar lete hai,
Heart speaks first, mind takes it all in stride.
A liver full of liquor, A heart full of sorrow, A mind full of trouble, And a soul full of tomorrow. I drink to forget my troubles, But they only seem to grow, I drink to make myself feel better, But I only feel worse, I know. I'm on a downward spiral, And I don't know how to stop, I'm drowning in my own sorrow, And I'm starting to think I might not make it out alive.
Psychology reveals everything we hide,
Bringing to light what we keep inside.
Philosophy heals everything we feel,
Guiding us towards growth that’s real.
The mind is a complex thing,
With thoughts and feelings that can swing,
From high to low, from dark to light,
It’s a mystery to all but night.
The soul is a different matter,
It’s something that we can’t chatter,
It’s the essence of who we are,
It’s the reason we can feel and scar.
So when the mind and soul are in conflict,
It can be a very difficult rift,
But if we can find a way to balance,
We can find true happiness and romance.
In the depths of my mind, a darkness resides,
A place where sanity fades and depravity thrives,
Where demons dance and torment reigns,
And my personality is stripped of all its gains.
The descent into madness is a treacherous path,
Where the mind becomes a playground for wrath,
And the abyss of insanity looms ahead,
As the light of reason slowly fades to dead.
My soul is consumed by the fires of hell,
As I lose my grip and begin to dwell,
In a world of shadows and pain untold,
Where the mind is shattered and the spirit sold.
Image prompt: A person standing at the edge of a dark abyss with demons lurking in the shadows.
Death’s door, dark and daunting
Dreadful dreams, daunting desires
Dancing demons, daunting dangers
Drowning deep, dreadful darkness
Eerie echoes, endless emptiness
Endless expanse, eerie emptiness
Eternal end, endless emptiness
Enveloping emptiness, eternal end
Don’t entertain the thoughts today,
That bring you down and make you sway,
Clear your mind and let them go,
And positivity will start to flow.
Focus on the good and all that’s right,
The beauty of day and peaceful night,
Embrace the love that’s all around,
And happiness in you will be found.
Don’t let negativity take control,
It will only harm and take its toll,
Choose to think of things that inspire,
And your spirits will surely soar higher.
So, don’t entertain the thoughts today,
That bring you down and make you sway,
Clear your mind and let them go,
And watch your inner strength grow.
Live in the looping moment of balance,
Where peace and harmony coexist in silence.
A state of being, where all is in flow,
And the heart and mind, are in perfect glow.
The art of balance, is a delicate dance,
Where each step taken, is a chance to enhance.
The beauty of life, in its infinite form,
And the wonder of nature, in its perfect norm.
So let us embrace, the art of balance and grace,
And live each day, with a smile on our face.
For the world is full of wonder, waiting to be found,
In the simple joys of life, that truly astound.
Search, but I’m not there,
Lost in the abyss of despair,
Drifting through the void of life,
Without a purpose, without a strife.
My mind is wandering in the dark,
Looking for a spark, a tiny mark,
That will guide me back to light,
And help me win the endless fight.
But sometimes the abyss is too deep,
And all I can do is silently weep,
Hoping that someone will find me,
And show me the way to be free.
The thing about silence is that it lines
The fences of solitude, where one often pines
For a connection, a voice, a comforting sound
But in the stillness, only echoes rebound.
The solitude fence can be hard to climb
But with introspection, one can find the time
To appreciate the peace that comes with being alone
And to make the solitude fence one’s own.
The mind becomes clear, the heart settles down
And in the tranquil silence, one can be found.
Your exhausted sigh in the evenings,
Is like a symphony of all your feelings.
Your shoulders droop and your eyes close,
As if you’re carrying the weight of the world on your toes.
I try to lighten the burden on your mind,
But it seems like you’re always one step behind.
You slump into the couch, completely spent,
And I wonder where all your energy went.
But as the night wears on, you start to relax,
And your worries seem to fade to the back.
So I’ll sit beside you, quietly,
And hope that your exhaustion will pass, finally.
I Imagined A Place In Your Heart And Mind
In your heart and mind, a place I see – Serene and sweet, as sweet as can be, Where laughter echoes in the air, And love shines bright without a care.
A haven where you can rest at ease, And find some respite from life’s unease, With every breath, you can unwind, In this place I imagined in your heart and mind.
Spirit slows its breathing,
As calmness takes the lead,
Serenity captures the mind,
And gently plants its seed.
Peace seeps into the body,
Relaxation takes control,
Meditation grounds the essence,
And centers the whole.
Tranquility envelopes the soul,
As everything else recedes,
The stillness within takes hold,
And touches every need.
My mind loses to self-pity, with each passing day,
A world of darkness, that’s hard to allay,
The thoughts, they spiral, with a vicious intent,
A world of depression, that’s hard to prevent.
The tears, they flow, with a heart so heavy,
A world of emotion, that’s hard to levy,
The memories, they haunt, of a happier time,
A world of contrast, that’s hard to align.
But even in the darkness, there’s a glimmer of light,
A reminder of hope, that’s forever in sight.
There is nothing such as love, they say,
A feeling so fleeting, that fades away,
A mirage in the desert, that’s hard to grasp,
A thing of beauty, that’s destined to lapse.
The heart, it beats, with a primal need,
A hunger so deep, that’s hard to feed,
Its desires, they change, and fill us with doubt,
A thing of beauty, that’s always in drought.
The mind, it wanders, with a restless soul,
A search for meaning, that’s hard to control,
Its thoughts, they race, and fill us with pain,
A thing of beauty, that’s hard to sustain.
But still we search, for that elusive thing,
That feeling so pure, that makes our hearts sing,
We hope and dream, that one day we’ll find,
A thing of beauty, that’s always so kind.
For there is nothing such as love, they say,
But we still hold on, to that hope every day,
That we’ll find that feeling, that’s worth all the strife,
A thing of beauty, that’s the essence of life.
Ostracized from reality, a lonely place to be
A world of solitude, where only one can see
A mind that wanders, a heart that yearns
For a connection, for someone to learn
The world outside, seems so far away
A distant memory, a forgotten day
Lost in thoughts, lost in dreams
A place where nothing is what it seems
Ostracized from reality, a path less traveled
A journey of the mind, where thoughts unravel
A place of wonder, a place of fear
A place where only the brave can steer
Our memories deceive us, they play tricks on our mind
What we think is true, we sometimes find
Is just a figment of our imagination
A product of our own creation
We remember what we want to remember
And forget what we wish to forget, surrender
To the power of our mind, that paints a picture
So vivid, so real, it’s like a scripture
But memories can be fickle, they can deceive
What we think is real, we may not believe
For time can distort, and fade away
What we thought was true, just yesterday
So let us cherish the memories we hold dear
For they may not be as they appear
Let us relive them with joy and love
And thank the heavens above
For the gift of memory, no matter how flawed
It’s what makes us human, and loved
Our memories deceive us, it’s true
But they also remind us of what we’ve been through.
What is love but a theory of the mind
A hypothesis that we seek to test and refine
A set of assumptions that guide our actions
A framework that shapes our interactions
Love is not a fact that can be proven or disproven
But a model that can be revised or improved on
Love is not a law that is fixed and immutable
But a principle that is flexible and adaptable
Love is not a formula that gives a single answer
But a method that allows for trial and error
Love is not a theorem that is elegant and concise
But a problem that is complex and diverse
Love is a theory that we construct and explore
A theory that we challenge and adore
A theory that we live by and learn from
A theory that makes us human.
Though we may wish for things to come our way,
Sometimes the delay can be sweet,
For it can give us time to reflect and pray,
And see the things that we can meet.
It can be hard to wait for something long,
But it can also be a blessing,
For it can give us time to hear a song,
And find out what we are missing.
The delay can give us time to be still,
And to appreciate the things we have,
It can show us secrets that we can’t see until,
The moment that we are glad.
The sweetness of delay can be found,
In the moments that we take,
For it can give us joy that abounds,
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Heavy numbness weighs me down,
A weight that’s hard to bear,
I try to shake it off my mind,
But it lingers everywhere.
My limbs feel heavy and tired,
My mind is in a daze,
I struggle to stay focused,
As I navigate life’s maze.
The world seems to move so fast,
But I’m stuck in slow motion,
Trapped in this heavy numbness,
That’s become my daily potion.
One of a kind, a unique sight,
Obvious originality, a rare delight.
Outstandingly original, a priceless find,
Oddly charming, a heart and mind.
Only one exists, a singular sensation,
Open-hearted, a loving foundation.
Onwards and upwards, a journey of note,
Optimistic outlook, a life to promote.
Opportunities abound, a world to explore,
One of a kind, forevermore.
Plus equals minus, a paradox of sorts,
Perplexing problem, a brain that contorts.
Puzzling predicament, a mind to test,
Profound paradox, a thought to digest.
Pleasure and pain, a pairing so strange,
Potential positives, a flip of the range.
Passionate pursuits, a heart’s desire,
Persistent problems, a mind’s quagmire.
Paradoxical perception, a curious view,
Peaceful presence, a mind that grew.
Plus equals minus, a balance to find,
Peaceful mind, a life so kind.
I sit alone in silence
I close my eyes and breathe
I let go of my worries
I calm my restless mind
I focus on the present
I feel the peace within
I connect with my essence
I find my inner light.
Hug of Words
Wrap me in a hug of words,
Soft and warm like singing birds.
Let them caress my weary soul,
And make my broken spirit whole.
Let them flow like a gentle stream,
A balm for wounds that still do gleam.
Let them lift me up, and set me free,
From the chains of doubt that bind me.
Let them weave a tapestry of love,
A safety net from the world above.
Let them heal the hurts of the past,
And make the present a time to last.
For in the hug of words, I find,
A sanctuary for the heart and mind.
A place where dreams can take flight,
And hope can shine like a beacon bright.
So wrap me in a hug of words,
And let them be the sweetest of birds.
Let them comfort, let them console,
And make my heart forever whole.
Some people say that fortune favors the bold
That those who dare to dream and act
Will find their paths paved with gold
And reap the rewards of their pact
Some people say that fortune favors the wise
That those who learn and think and plan
Will see the truth behind the lies
And avoid the pitfalls of the scam
Some people say that fortune favors the kind
That those who give and help and care
Will touch the hearts and souls and mind
And receive the blessings of the fair
Some people say that fortune favors the brave
That those who face and fight and win
Will overcome the storm and wave
And earn the glory of the kin
But I say that fortune favors the grateful
That those who appreciate and cherish and love
Will find their lives rich and fruitful
And enjoy the gifts from above
The Queasy Mind
I feel a knot in my stomach
A tightness in my chest
A buzzing in my ears
A fog in my head
I can’t think clearly
I can’t focus on anything
I can’t calm myself down
I can’t escape this feeling
It’s anxiety, they say
It’s normal, they say
It’s manageable, they say
It’s temporary, they say
But it feels like a monster
That lurks in the shadows
That waits for the right moment
To pounce and devour me
I wish I could fight it
I wish I could tame it
I wish I could understand it
I wish I could end it
But I don’t know how
I don’t know why
I don’t know when
I don’t know what
All I know is that
I have a queasy mind
And it makes me sick
Every day of my life.