Lassitude rule my upper story
With its best efforts to comply
Replacing all hopeful moments I ever lived
Only viewing darkness so prevalent.
Martial arts of mind I call
Blocking all thoughts harmful
Just to make myself successful
Successful in not giving myself full.
Till I fulfill all my wish
Materialze minutes desires, I cherish
And long on couch, I rest
Aha! Finally done my part best.
Till then it's another day again
Let's make it hopeful swain
Though days are destined on earth
We prefer to swim against the gush.
Life is a prescious treasure
Making it meaningful is all our
Submitting to wild cognitive bull
In no sense makes a wise call.
Life is a prescious treasure Making it meaningful is all our Submitting to wild cognitive bull In no sense makes a wise call. /// wise thoughts written about the life and its achievement thru realistic struggle
Martial arts of mind I call Blocking all thoughts harmful.... //.... Thanks for the poem and the Notes. It is a known fact that we all create and develop our own defence mechanism through with we protect ourselves from physical and mental onslaughts as much as possible.
Amen. You said it. The war is in the mind not in reality. Right?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is indeed a valuable treasure...one should careful of it.... Certainly you are of that kind...God must give you more to write and realise such thought.... Congratulations! ! !