An Analysis Of The Mind, Via Poetic Stanzas Poem by Piscine Kipling

An Analysis Of The Mind, Via Poetic Stanzas



An analytical mind analyzing each situation, scenario and thought
Passive thoughts springing from nothing and turning into something
As thinkers delve deeply, trying to discover what that has brought
There are mysteries in everything we see, meanings are in everything

The animated and active imaginations acting upon the overactive head
Formulating fantastic fancies from thoughts and in real worlds often unfound
Lovers in your mind, great wealth in life, or resurrection of the dead
A flux of fantasies arise from a fantasy, feel-goods felt aren't bound

Alternative actions are always missed by thoughts unthought of then
Mired in impulsiveness and intense emotions, every bit causing disarray
Distorted by deceptions all around, seeing does not always make sense
And then wrongs will be written, we'll suffer soon or come Sunday

Some unlucky thoughts become wild and out of our conscious control
Creating distorted images of reality as it permeates underneath
Continually creeping until it reaches the unconscious layer of chemicals
That creates our denied but true intentions hidden and buried beneath

The complexities of reality will all eventually be thought of by man
Some of them are oblivious while others yearn to think things out
Contrasting the different kinds of people, an I from all of them
These thinkers strengthen their resolve, seeking to never be in doubt

Clever and quick-witted, slow and intricate, all thoughts are different
And these thoughts cannot be fully expressed if given all eternity
Muddled by the medium, perceptions lose their original intentions
And before long, the flowing time erase away those thoughts not kept in memory

To think is the most intimate and familiar of all actions that can be done
First and foremost of human things, the deciding separator of one another
The thoughts of others are always unseen and often obvious to many of us
The source and solution of all troubles, limitations are thoughts unmastered

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Piscine Kipling

Piscine Kipling

On The Coast, Canada
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