Amongst the cacophony of sound so loud,
white droning silence, trapped in a shroud.
In the time you blink a transfixed eye,
mind moves swift, laugh or cry.
Discursive mind, ever turning,
damed existence, constant yearning.
Listen! control the beast,
or unconscious demons of mind will feast.
Like a blazing fire, burning fast and wild,
mind will act, as a petulant child.
Seek the wisdom of those that know,
if not, insidious darkness sure to grow.
Swallow a tablet if you desire,
try to extinguish minds hellish fire.
Become the master not the slave,
Observe destruction, make mind behave.
Written by Ray Sinclair on 15/04/15
© April 2015 Ray Sinclair
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem