A wandering mind and an untamed heart,
how do I give them a patient start?
Cosmos appears as a simulation,
that no one could understand.
No one here can live free of sorrow,
forever, either today or tomorrow.
A wandering mind can't stop,
accessing a poignant backdrop.
to curtail the insanity's spread,
where I didn't bow my head?
Arduous exploits of the untamed heart
with waving heartbeats like a fine art
oblivious of effects, it plays its part
for a few dreams that the mind could chart.
I found no one in this world so fine
whom I can truly call mine.
Something that I could never forget
that I couldn't find any Juliette.
Just came across some excuse,
when I went looking for my muse.
Someone who is known for years
may not be worth flowing your tears?
Exhausted in battle, I can't deliver,
no arrows are left in my quiver.
All I know of one eternal diva,
the Allfather whom I call Shiva.
Everything else undergoes a change,
in different ways they rearrange.
Bound by the spacetime's fragment,
to live free, live without attachment.
A wandering mind and an untamed heart,
how do I give them a patient start?
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Author:
Max (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Love
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Comments4
I especially love "Everything else undergoes a change, in different ways they rearrange. Bound by the spacetime's fragment to live free, live without attachment"". It speaks to me of the uncertainty of what guides us through life. Perhaps the wandering mind must roam in order to fulfill the untamed heart. You've really made me think and I love that, as I love this poem. Thank You!
Thank you!
Hello Max
This is beautiful brings to mind putting oneself in complete spiritual authenticity for what is tangible can constantly change, thanks for sharing ...tchau Cassia
Thank you Cassia.
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