Invisible Mind & Feelings
TR Rai “Aanshu”
Twenty-four seven, I’m indeed after opportunities,
To collect all memories, reflections, and nostalgia,
Merely wishful thinking for a sentimental longing
Surely born as a desiring, a fanciful mental image.
I do not need any medium for quick transmission,
Know not if I obey the Fourier Transform signals,
Fueled by the organic materials, derived vibrancy,
For neural interactions, avoiding neural networks.
I possess no visa, no passport! Nothing important,
In fact, no fuel, no pilot, no engine, and no transit,
No tickets, no money, no food, no suits, no goods,
Yet, I am very rich and decent to attain milestone.
I’m flying higher up every day within time frame,
At tremendous possible velocities, defying routes,
Across the ends of the horizons, journeys of miles,
Much faster than the air and current in the circuits.
No fatigue, no checks, no search, no urge, nothing,
I am free, flying continuously aiming destinations,
Over the frontiers, being unseeable and weightless,
Impossible to patrol my existence, where and why.
Your devices are useless to detect and threaten me,
Over my inadmissibility issues or illegally reentry,
I am invisible, your lazy sentinels are undisturbed,
Who’re timid, lack ideas of weapons and combats.
Truly, don’t want to bother them, the extra burden,
I’m superior to the technology, no wireless fidelity,
Nothing can stop and agonize me, no optical fibers,
Reach the places of my choices with inbuilt signal.
Where the respected fools reside for selfish games,
Who exposed him in tortures and pains, and again,
Neither he can throw them away in the rest of life,
Nor he could forget their tastes, so overwhelming.
Alas! You don’t like to see him, irritation persists,
Your mental sickness improves with his presence,
To think of him in your rusted minds is acid taste,
That is what makes you shiver and seriously sick.
I know you’ll never treat him a human but a risk,
I’m by your side, can see everything around you,
You can’t see, touch, hold, and sense me though,
Please hate him more, wait for his heartfelt love.
Thank you for the gifts of everlasting sufferings,
Thank you for agony, so sweet, cruelly designed,
I will keep them in me with extreme care,
Until the departure from the Earth is near.
The End
Note: In the above poem, the author’s mind is speaking throughout the poem except the last 4 lines where the author seems grateful and expresses his commitment.
Theme: Mind has no restriction to travel as long as life is there, and the experiences of the locations as captured within the brain cells and neural performances.