Omkar Atale

Rookie - 15 Points (18-11-1999 / Mumbai (India))

The Circus Of Mind - Poem by Omkar Atale

Sometimes happy, sometimes sad
Sometimes angry, sometimes mad
Sometimes good, sometimes bad.

The mind is like a circus,
Full of promises and trust.
And also many feelings, like rubble, flying in a gust.

The Happiness is like a clown,
And Pride, who is like a crown,
And Ego, who always refuses to come down.

The thoughts drifting away,
At their own pace, do they sway,
No matter what, thoughts always find their way.

The temper like a fire,
Refuses to play the Lyre,
It is the mind's prier.

The trapeze of thoughts,
The lions of fear,
The drifting from conscious to subconscious,
Goes unnoticed here.

Topic(s) of this poem: mind

Comments about The Circus Of Mind by Omkar Atale

  • (5/14/2014 6:42:00 PM)

    Nicely done! Enjoyed the whole circus analogy! (Report) Reply

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  • (5/14/2014 1:46:00 AM)

    Different times different attitudes and different minds. A good poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 14, 2014

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