Black 1 - Protected By My Black Talisman Poem by Geeta Radhakrishna Menon
Black 1 - Protected By My Black Talisman
Traversing through the inner recesses of my mind,
Tripping, faltering and falling to find,
Tight grip on the reigns of my dark mind,
Turning towards a lighted space that could be kind,
Tired, yet, moving towards a visible area to mend,
Taut mind that refuses to budge or bend,
Tending to soften, I wait to hear a sacred sound,
Treading a path of light through the black corridors - A black
Talisman! Protecting my mind from the invasion of unknown Tactics of scheming, confusing and fearful mind.
That beautiful light in the dark tunnel of mind! A clever, well rhymed, write!
(2) It is only through this 'Black Mind' a man can bring about complete transformation within himself and from there to the outside world. Thanks, Geeta ji. Profoundly articulated poem.
Just to get hold of the threads of the series, I thought it prudent to revisit the poem (Black-1) yet again. Mind is believed to be finicky and fickle and we take it for granted that unless it is tamed, we can't exercise control over our thoughts and actions and to strive towards 'a lighted space... a visible area... to hear a sacred sound' and to have some kind of enlightenment in life.
This is indeed a great introspective poem with a philosophical touch. Each one of us tends to have a defense mechanism deep inside us and this Black Mind is one such thing- a wall - 'a protection against every fiend'! Thank you for sharing such a probing piece of poetry.
Black mind is protection to every kind of thing. Very amazing idea is shared with T alliteration. Lighted space is very kind. Treading toward lighted place is wise idea to get exact knowledge. We all wait to hear sacred things. Tending to soften life mesmerizes mind more....10
You are right, Kumarmani ji! Black mind is a protection like a talisman. Most often, it is interpreted as dark and intimidating. But that is not the case. A dark mind can move towards a lighted space at will. Yes! It means moving towards higher knowledge or wisdom. Thanks a lot for your wise comment - A vision of light!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Hi Geeta, Finicky minds try to cling to anything they find; they repose their on anybody who offers solace. Be it a talisman or the dirtiest rogue. Lack of self confidence is the reason.Well-developed story. Giving you an insight into the psyche of a Black Mind. Nice work.10++++
Thank you, Unni for your gracious comment and support. I truly value it.