My Fickle Mind

Predictably unpredictable is my fickle mind,

It always gets beguiled as to be so blind,

Believes the faces and not the souls behind,

Even after leaving sixty plus years behind!!!

 

It is always in a state of confusion,

Jumping frequently in to wrong conclusion,

Sans purpose, it changes direction,

Then regrets on its wrong selection.

 

Restlessly searching for mirages in its wander,

Confused at the crossroads of diverging future,

Carrying the load of boundless desires,

It does not know what the soul aspires.

 

In the dreary haze of remote possibilities,

Feeling the wrench of harsh realities,

My mind consoles itself at its own imbecilities,

Always blaming the outside entities.

 

I hear the tickle of my mind as it murmurs in ear,

I dance to its tune and sacrifice my sagacity here,

The soul’s serene music is impossible for me to hear,

The fickleness of mind is that we all have to fear.

© K.Radhakrishnan

 

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About K.RADHAKRISHNAN

Poet K.Radhakrishnan lives in Bhopal city, India. Born on 4th November 1955. He is an underwriter by profession and worked as a senior level executive in NEWINDIA ASSURANCE, India's largest General Insurance Company till his retirement. He is engaged in consultant activities and insurance education. He has co-authored three insurance text books for NATIONAL COUNCIL OF EDUCATION, TRAINING AND RESEARCH(NCERT), INDIA. He has a passion for writing poetry which he pursued after retirement from his job. His first poetry book REFLECTION OF SOUL was published by LULU PRESS and is selling in Amazon and Barnes& Nobles http://www.lulu.com/shop/k-radhakrishnan/reflections-of-soul/paperback/product-23074342.html https://www.amazon.com/REFLECTIONS-SOUL-K-RADHAKRISHNAN/dp/1365769984 His second book ERUPTION OF BOTTLED UP EMOTINS is under publication.

4 thoughts on “My Fickle Mind

  1. lokesh roy

    Poets are not only romantic but also fickle. Just a bit of romantism , you are not a poet- yet you have all the propensity for taking reckless decisions not in our best interest. The poet has pondered and poured this tendency with vivid pictures.

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