Monotony Of Mind Poem by Prabir Gayen

Monotony of Mind

Days after days years after years,
The earth rolls on with no monotony,
The night and day so on and so forth,
The full moon and the half-moon and then
no moon, shiny and often cloudy,
Birds sing and sing nonstop in silence,
The nights are mystic and days are sleepy,
One thought to another days are led,
Days are full with thoughtless deeds,
Mind moves like waves in ocean,
With no monotony life moves on,
Dreams and desires kill the humdrum,
The great indifference of the world,
The great and might sadness of existence,
To seek the peace of mind peace is lost,
To talk about peace and it's concern peace is lost,
Life without peace is like self-killing drive,
Without peace life is only wave with
no oceanic splendor,
Waves upon waves and deep licking.

Towards the shore the wave is lean,
The mighty waves of youthfulness,
The waves of colourful vision for future,
To swim across the sky of mind,
To meet the grand feast of life,
To conquer the spirit of desire with sagacity,
To live life like climbing Himalayas,
With time gone into the womb of nothingness,
Flowers bloom and bloom through eternity,
No monotony zaps the spirit of
Summer spring or Autumn,
Blooming and growing and endless
is the celebration,
The sauce of life is dropping from unseen pore,
Morning meets the days and days nights,
With merciless mercy streaming the flow of life,
Life and death like twin brothers,
Enchanted the very root of existence,
No one, old or young, is bothered the false
joy of life, no one is monotonous.

Nature has no insipidity, no worries,
It's vastness is its newness and Joy,
Every moment is full of depth and charade,
Full of silent revolution and obedient,
Moment has no growth and evolution,
It is endless as it has no beginning point,
Like a wheel it moves and moves without movement,
Deep movement with no motion at all,
Moment is wafting within deep chasm,
Thousands flower are in unseen womb
to pass into form,
Moment is like a contented dream within
its coolness,
Time is a sepulture over solemn mind,
Without hopes and aspirations
basic and vital for living,
The earth is a graveyard and dismal with grief,
The vastness is emptiness and absorbing
is the spirit of Joy,
Life becomes dreary like queer in dry land,
Peace needs celebration and the crowd of beings.

With bewitched bare of moody Mind,
With the loss of joy in coveted things,
Life is like a dead and floating shell,
Beauty declines in the empty eyes,
Cloud of joy passes not through evasive Eyes,
Disconnected mind is like uprooted tree,
The world is like a toyshop to me,
Spellbound and lost in the sea of oblivion,
The waves that ran through vein,
Splashed on the shore of heart,
Occupied and placed with singular
thought to utter life as extraordinary,
To propel entire being to be engraved
in fighting spirit with the fume of ambition
deep to drink to the lees,
Now with yellow light from dreamless
mind and joyless spirit awaits to meet
the call from celestial Being.

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@prabir Gayen...24/05/2019..125 A.M.