Sometimes I sit so blank as now, <br />Quietly- no thoughts, no actions; <br />Devoid of pressure, of stress or tension. <br />I don’t know what can disturb this peace! <br /> <br /> <br />And sometimes, my mind is a battlefield; <br />I keep thinking and thinking— <br />Reflecting- What’s right? What’s wrong? <br />And checking my actions, my behaviour – <br />What should I regret? What should I promise? <br />A quarrel with my beliefs, a war with all concepts. <br />Thoughts and emotions invade me like demons. <br />Each demon has a new story to tell. <br />They keep me working out, solving out <br />Everything that’s a part of this world. <br />They run wild, they toy with me. <br />Oh! I cant stop thinking! <br />Sometimes, they come united as an army; <br />They deprive me of sleep – my mind knows no calm rest. <br />I am thinking, I am thinking – <br />They force me to concentrate—Oh! I am tired. <br />There are solutions and there is me to derive it. <br />The sounding noise, the chaos, the confusion- <br />I don’t know what can give any peace! <br /> <br />A battle rages, and I am left defeated. <br />They strike on me wounds of experience, of knowledge. <br />They push me on, drag me on forcefully <br />Along the roads of learning, of growth. <br />They sharpen my mind, they force wisdom on me. <br />At the end of it all, <br />I am a hero—I have surpassed all tests. <br />I have travelled beyond boundaries, I have fought all limits. <br />I have known what war is—I have satisfied my demons! <br /> <br /> <br />The fight ensues- <br />Oh, I can’t stop thinking! <br />And sometimes like now, <br />There is that silence after the war— <br />The stains of battle remain; <br />But I have put down my sword- <br />The rest the hero deserves.<br /><br />Rex Mathew Mathew<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-mind-is-a-battlefield/
