Empty Mind Poem by Prabir Gayen
Empty Mind
Empty Mind
In this spare time of life,
Life has become a resting site,
A hollow space for rumination,
Past has gone into the catacomb of past.
The slow movement of mind,
With the slow pace of time,
Mind and time become nothing,
Only a vague delight is falling.
The Life - a great feast of mind,
With thoughts colourful is mild,
It moves with slow plaintive plod,
With pain becoming pensive abode.
All the dreams that swayed with hope,
Nurturing childhood dreams to be a someone,
A special one to have strong root and wings,
Now with blows of Time on the ground falls.
A world of nothing without thoughts of becoming,
In my cloistered self like stream dawning,
Every moment I am born and without dream dying,
Life has become a shoreless pasturage moving.
Future is nebulous and mystic too,
Within the womb of time it does fuse,
Time has become timeless having no vigor,
Life has become a worshiper without Vesper.
All the delights to be in the seed of time,
The hope to have an upward flight,
Drinking every drop that oozes from the vim of Being,
In thoughtless leisure demise; recede to abysmal ruin.
Plodding on the pathless path,
Without thought like a vast space of light,
I am a sky Now with no heavenly bodies,
Within and without I Am a vast Nothing.
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@ prabir Gayen : 11/02/2019: 12: 34 PM
Everyone has an empty mind, but those who know that they think they always fill their own so that it is never empty. When he does not work he has a need to rest and we can not always sleep. You type big word do not worry my friend.
An 'Empty Mind' and the people who possess it have been essayed in an objective manner quite elaborately. I must thank you for change in the age-old narrative whereby it (Empty Mind) used to be a devil's workshop. Thanks for this highly analytical piece of poetry as well as for sharing the image of Sri Sri Ravi Shankar ji. In thoughtless leisure demise; recede to abysmal ruin. Within and without I Am a vast Nothing.
thoughtful stanza- Future is nebulous and mystic too, Within the womb of time it does fuse, Time has become timeless having no vigor, Life has become a worshiper without Vesper.//// beautiful poem penned
Space of light! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Plodding on the pathless path, Without thought like a vast space of light, I am a sky Now with no heavenly bodies, Within and without I Am a vast Nothing. - - - - A deeply philosophical write, thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 7:44:43 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Empty mind...but explosion thoughts are surrounded your words here. Poem was written with soft tone, strong idea and wonderful observation!
Very grateful for your beautiful comment..dear poet...Unwritten Soul...thanks