Mind's full
Of strange stuff
Dread waste
And unwanted.
Soon it must
Be discarded
Without further
Consideration.
Can't tolerate
One more truth
Reality seen
Bothers every bit.
I seek a state
Of nothingness
Emptiness, I think
Will be bliss.
Seeking a state of nothingness and emptiness is not a simple seeking, we have a history of the Great Romantics whose Nothingness gave something much substantial much worthy and much creative in their philosophical and universal poetry...in your humble poetic modesty you are desiring for something really great! ! ! ! ! !
When loaded with too many things, mind feels heavy and we naturally wish to unburden and free the mind from all shackles binding it to sail into a state of bliss! Great lines... meaningful and crisp! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My mind is a blank anyway, so people say: -)