Freedom From The Self Poem by Renu Rakheja a.k.a Tranquil Ocean
Freedom From The Self
Thinking can never be free
Stems from the conditioning deep in our minds
Cultural...Social...Literary tree
Glued to us putting us in a bind
We think our thoughrs are free
But are they really? ?
Any books or poems for that matter that we read
Or the ideals or the principles that we lead
Are all rooted to the mind thats been fed
All the learning from the life we have led
Every thought being a result from that
Whats the newness, may I ask? ?
Just be aware of what that signifies
Observe what it means, do not fight
Try and slowly uncondition the mind
Without a conflict that can make you blind
Make the mind still, remove all thoughts
Remove the veil of words, maybe it blots? ?
A flash of understanding, a rapidity of insight
When mind is not burdened by its own noise
It is the memory that really interevenes
Challenge and Response in between
A chattering mind cannot understand
Truth... which is like a thief creeping into a still night.
T. O.>>>Thought I was th' only one who applauded this philosophy...Lends much creedence to 'GUILTY BY ASSOSIATION', YES? WE LEARN, WE ADAPT, WE MODIFY, WE CIRCUMVENT....BUT THERE IS ALWAYS AN INFLUENCE, BE IT A GOOD OR BAD ONE...IT IS WE, TH' WORDSMITHS WHO MUST BE THE INFLUENCE ON TODAYS WORLD & MAKE AN IMPACT THAT WILL RESOUND AND BE HEEDED...SUPERIOR PIECE MS. OCEAN...'''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK
Insightful, accurate and well-penned. t x
I have enjoyed the idea of emptying the mind of thought and filling it with a still- calmness for the soul to entune to A very enjoyable concept Love duncan X
Thinking minds..... what are those thoughts and where do they come from..... readings that we do and the education that we absorb from our life.... all this and more! Now, that can be a complex situation.... But, do we get confused asking all these questions? We still do continue to think and we still do try to assess the mind of ourselves and others....... T.O..... see what have you done to me? ..... You got the mind to think again. Good write.
T.O. a poem of deep thought that I have been robbed of my breath.....well skripted...
Truth... which is like a thief creeping into a still night. This Poem appears like the thief above. congrats, here for your poetic pen to craft it in such a simplicity. Hope
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 10:57:21 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I loved the last stanza, fantastic!