Poem: The Cage of our Minds

Our existence is ethereal,
formless, intangible, surreal,
and within this mortal body confined,
lies our self, in the cage of our mind.

Words may shake, but are just jitters
that the cage of your mind embitters,
causing your self to fritter,
unhealthy thoughts, like mental litter.

Awaken and rise, it’s simple you see,
and yet it’s the hardest thing to be
the master of your mind, conscious self
finally dusted off its shelf.

That is Will, your only power,
by which your self will tower,
or by the same, will cower,
Unknown, a trampled flower.

Experience joy and sorrow,
the past and tomorrow,
your heart as the horse,
and your brain at the reins.

Shine your mind, burn like a star,
shed brilliant light near and far,
Rid your self of mental tar,
and crown yourself your self’s tsar.

-Adithyaa

Hello, Sunday!

It’s been a while, life’s been keeping me well occupied. I find that one of the most important things to achieve in life is control over oneself. It’s ‘easy’, but also well neigh impossible, which is the tricky part.

See everyone next week!

~Adithyaa~

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3 thoughts on “Poem: The Cage of our Minds

  1. Brilliant Adu…I really wish a tithe of your wisdom transmits….*thro’ reverse genetic osmosis*… to me & the rest of your family…….if it does,the proof would be,* not in the way I speak*,but in my attitude & behaviour…& what I leave behind…

    God bless you..

    Thaatha

    On Sun, Jan 22, 2017 at 6:58 AM, Adithyaa Designs wrote:

    > adithyaadesigns posted: “Our existence is ethereal, formless, intangible, > surreal, and within this mortal body confined, lies our self, in the cage > of our mind. Words may shake, but are just jitters that the cage of your > mind embitters, causing your self to fritter, unhealthy th” >

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  2. “your heart as the horse,
    and your brain at the reins.”
    – Great analogy!

    Philosophical poem. Our mind’s free yet trapped in our body. And because of this, a lot of litter can pile up. So it’s our job to dust through it, find the good stuff and carry on on the right path. 🙂

    Overall liked the poem. Clever rhymes. But only I felt some of the rhymes were forced. It’s fine not to rhyme every line. But otherwise, good work. 🙂 Thought-provoking.

    Do check out this poem I’ve written. It talks about soldiers with the help of dead leaves as a metaphor. 🙂 https://revitellect.wordpress.com/2017/02/02/the-dance-of-dead-leaves/

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