Mind’s Broodings

Mind’s Broodings

Mind’s broodings are very strange-mysterious

They make him to hate, love & unconcern too.

 

Truly, they don’t distinct really good from bad

But at times, meditates around ultimate good.

In fact, a man doesn’t take timely action often

And knowingly lets things sway in own ways.

 

Concept forms steadily, takes time to conclude

Habit forming guzzles time-energy, & takes toll.

Life behaves in way, often not much predicted

But resists when unprecedented falls in a way.

 

Man is always not very strong to bear harshness

He weeps a lot, when time slips from his hands.

He desists only then, & tries to amend the follies

But after ultimate passing, things aren’t recalled.

 

He feels satisfied, when trying capture moments

Timely action is more required than anything else.

He ought to be sensitive enough to realize nerves

And act accordingly so as to enhance his canvas.

 

Mind’s revelations are indicators of premonitions

Where & what can go wrong, tell in well-advance.

It gives enough hints & time to correct the courses

But own aloofness & lethargy, only make doomed.

 

Procrastination is man’s greatest foe, harms him lot

And not let him to tread ahead with positive attitude.

Timely action is the key stopper of such misfortunes

As a harbinger of all good lot, that makes life benign.

 

There are enough hints, and signals are obvious

But persuasions are there too, trials in process.

Things happen & bring forth most powerful one

And fall on man’s head, even if he is not ready.

 

Misfortunes are nothing, but only ill-preparations

Mainly are lack of good strategy-communication.

One shouldn’t weep, when knows his own pitfalls

But must try to avert ugly situations, even if fails.

 

Fear not of apparently looking difficult & ill-some

But try to win by own sheer will & mighty actions.

Victory surely approaches, coronates worthy one

Soldier gets always glory, even if wounded in field.

 

Innermost-self needs quite innocence & simplicity

And moving in the direction, winners always tread.

Not needing others’ pity but develop competencies

And take self to the glorious heights of self-esteem.

 

How to take out best from self is the real churning

And develop mind’s faculties, and its revelations.

Ought one not try to do big experiments with self

And take out hidden treasures, still lying beneath?

 

One’s self-darkness & the quite amazing myriads

They dread fear & anxiety, no solace is apparent.

Deliriums rope in, maybe sharp divisions invisible

Many mysteries romp around, & victim is doomed.

 

Thoughtfulness will enter,  by applying own mind

But subject is absent, and nothing is in own sight.

In his long journey, man has learnt to explore self

But vanity only stares at present, daring me a lot.

 

Some topic is necessary, before one may venture

And he will find context soon too, if he does desist.

The current dilemma is to trace one worthy subject

Perhaps can choose one of ‘Inner Consciousness’.

 

False layers abound own self, & hid the true stuff

Real jewel treasure is buried deep filth -garbage.

Life shows often, the crude unnecessary is active

And real good ones, are still to find out the ways.

 

Unwavering the avoidable, & revealing essence

Sieving, sorting, storing stuff, & fly away chaffs.

It is to provide a meaning to life, for self’s dignity

Making it glorious, and not let waste in any way.

 

To do away all temptations, and be in own full

And congregate one’s all energies & strengths.

Using them in purposeful manner & creatively

And be conscious in working & achievements.

 

Life is dear, there is no scope for complacency

Come to realistic stage, and aim for betterment.

Not to just get satisfied in status quo of the self

Remember, a lot is to be traversed & achieved.

 

My workings, ways and my processes of mind

Developments, evolutions & questions of kind.

Giving thoughts to all that going on around you

Come to know, realize, sense, enjoy the same.

 

I write this, even when not much seen ahead

But still doing with pen, and try exploring self.

Working on own mind, and it will show a way

And some sensibility will cherish in churning.

 

Inner is real depth with conscious knowledge

But to reach that depth is the main challenge.

Wisdom will divulge suo moto, after very step

And meaning of very concept will be obvious.

 

Frontal lobe of brain is the centre of meditation

And tries squeezing thought to give some idea.

Same tasks repeat selves, for sake to find good

But efforts must go on, to find the correct path.

 

This enlightens one that efforts also fail at times

But will be useful elsewhere, we may not know.

Answers come automatically with right queries

So, persist on giving good brooding to thought.

 

 

Pawan Kumar,

3^rd September, 2023, Sunday, Time 21:30 Hrs. Evening

(My Dairy 8^th Oct’ 2013, Wednesday)