Quiet Poetry Lounge : THE MIND

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i feel it flowing out the temple .......ya pen talks to me
so i had to bring this back up

 

[Sha'iyn]

a great effect

brother keita, your piece caused a great effect on my mental. for it is said that the mind is black, thoughts come in different hues, the heart is pink= red (passion) + white (spirituality in the here-after), our chakras are blue (replenishing) + yellow (healing)= green. so, when the mind sparks a conscience (yellow) ion to travel downward (as it does so often) and we comply the green (made from metaphysical y+b) mixes with a passionate heart and the thinker craves more of your thoughts. i.e each one teach one!

thank you, gracias, mercy, tawuhaat akhu mustashafeeya

shuga (ashug) sha'iyn

 

[MRS. LADY]

The mind's a teribble thing to waste
I read one summer day,
but there's so much about the mind
the ad just didn't say.

The ad didn't say what the mind
could conceal....
or that the mind sometimes can't
tell the fake from the real.

It definetly didn't say the mind's a computer,
a tool or plaything like the hammer or scooter,
rolling along, keeping all things on file...
remembering things from when you were a child.

It can learn sounds, colors, languages and art,
but the mind can't speak the language of the heart.

Think about people, think hard if you can,
how the mind defines every darn thing made by man.
It can calculate numbers until there are none,
and measure the distance from the earth to the sun.

Invent and recreate in the image of God itself,
sink real low or excel high on a shelf.
It can explore itself down to its finest part,
but the mind can't speak the language of the heart.

It can describe every organ and tell you its reason,
give a breakdown of time in seconds or seasons,
explore the galaxies of altered demensions,
establish new governments or stir up discensions.

Bring you from darkness into divine light,
or establish those ethics to divide wrong from right.
But of all those things the mind can impart,
the mind can't speak the language of the heart.

Luv Ya
Keita Otiba Kenyatta

so that's why sometimes my heart and head don't agree....

nah, real talk tho....

sometimes a poem just says so much .......

what a great couple..... and great is an understatement....

I don't know the word for it in "language of the heart".......

but I've finally figured out how two = one

Lovingly thinking of ur fam.....

One