Best Mind Is A Terrible Thing To Waste Poems
“ GOD … How I Appreciate The Complexities ! … “
I Appreciate The Intricate, Just-So, Subtleties
The Intellectual Nuances and Imposed Perfunctories
That Separates Our Minds, From The Minds Of Beasts …
… Oh, The Ingeniousness of Thinking Abilities
This Superconductor of Sanctioned-Sensitivities
Where The Human Mind Can Reach, Celestial-Journeys
Even Beyond Our Mental-Mortal Capacities
Beyond … The Grasp of Dark and Grey Matter
Beyond … A Storage Tank and Brain-Storm Gathered
Beyond … Sweet Alice and A Mad-Hatter
Beyond … ThunderDome, and What Happens In Latter
Beyond … Neurons and A Neurotic-Mass
Beyond … ‘We’ve Got Some Nerve-Ending’ Synapse
And Just Like There’s More To See, Than What Cameras Snap
There’s More To Our Minds, Than Biology Can Map
How Could One Admire Computer-Technology
And Not Marvel At Our Medula-Oblongata System-logy
Our Minds, Are A Megaplex of Individualities
A Mall of Momentous Ideals and Marble Column Libraries
… We, Are Not Matrix, Nor Mere Routine-Machines
We, Are Not Droids, nor Drones … We Can Live Our Dreams
‘ HE ’ Programmed ‘Choice’ into Us, And Gave Us Dignities
So, “A Mind Is A Terrible Thing To Waste”, In Stupidities …
We, Are Not Robotic-Puppets, But of Genetic-Construct
… Dust, DNA-Stairway, 3-D, and Divine-Spark-Struck
We Can Be Psychotic, Without Aware-Antibiotics and Self-Destruct
But Note, That A ‘Thought’, Does Not Evolve, Without ‘An Instruct’
( … and Guess What, Man-Maze … Really, Neither Did Us ! … )
… Oh, How I Appreciate the Concise Design (Like A Human Battery)
Its Purpose, Possibilities and Activities, (even allows this Poetry)
I Appreciate The Connections Affixed in Each of The Holy Spirit-Surgeries ( Ps. 139: 13-16 )
But Most Of All, I Appreciate Being Made … In YOUR Imagery … ( Gen. 1: 26, 27 )
As I first enter the room, I wanted to turn around and run, but a silent voice
whisper in my ear. "No need to run my friend, your life has now begun". Really
didn't want to be here, really wanted to be with my friend's, but then it dawn on
me. Real friendship began and end's were life means more to you than Cocaine
and Gin. Well, they told me one left and went back to doing that which is evil, and
lost his life on to many dare's in his life like, "Evil Keneaval".
The road was hard before it begun, that which bond us together was stronger
than the resentment that would tare us apart at the end. Love is the essence of
life, life is the essence of knowledge for here is my hand my brother, now you
grap her's, and together we shall never be abolished.
I made it on the Alacrity on were it does matter, realizing on the oath, "one is
never enough" for it just might be the thing that will cause your heart to splatter".
I made it, more couldn't cope, an encouraging word to whom shall follow, "give up
the dope, fall in love with hope". (I made it)
P.S....Dedicated to the principle of {the mind is a terrible thing to waste} You can make it:
Mr. & Mrs. America have you ever been bonded down by your own self made shackle's, and
could not, no matter how hard you tried. You couldn't find your way out, and your so called
friend's will give advice, and that lead to your mouth with a bad "taste". "The mind is a
terrible thing to Waste". Some of the most provocative stories ever written came about while
one was incarsarated and time was all there was to influence the mind, not to go empty.
"A mind is a terrible thing to waste", yet still in my mouth there's a bad taste. In this jail do-
ing time, stuck with these shackle's and it's blowing my mind. All at the same time, my mind
since not to haste and my benevolent curiousity is what strengthen the process of the incon-
sistence of time. "The mind is a terrible thing to Waste".
One need to Understand the basic substance of life. Faith-which results from the evidence of
hope and the transquility of things not seen, and that transquility is what replace the taste in
your mouth and in your waste. "The mind is a terrible thing to Waste".
Mr. & Mrs. America, and all abroad, what shall you do(?) when the shackle's are gone, and
so are the dark places of your travel. In the new (you) the creator of life-yes him who
created these blemishes that rattles our cities and forsakes the mind. He's so philosophically-
omnipo-tent himself, that he and only him can resuscitate's the problems of time and the
understanding the "greator of him that's in me". You Mr. & Mrs. people's of all issues of the
chase of life. {Understand} "The mind is a terrible thing to Waste".
I want to be sedated
A substance not outdated
To be fully educated
My spirit unabated
For living in the clouds.
Perusing skies of endless
time-----I fly.
Nothing ventured,
everything explained.
The truth shan't set us free
Unless I wholly depart from me.
The mind is a terrible thing to waste
It's all a matter of time and taste.
Judge ye not, lest ye be
Judged in hasty, haughty haste.
The familiar is a trap
Decline that socio rap,
Experiential enterprise
Is the way to go
It's the only thing you'll forever, ever Know.
(ads from the 70's and 80's)
If a diamond is forever,
then love is the San Francisco treat.
Just a little dab’ll do ya
so be all that you can be.
It’s the cheesiest, so just do it
you can have it your way.
So reach out and touch someone
it’s the best part of waking up.
And like a good neighbor, there’s
love and no more tears.
Once you pop, you can’t stop for
nobody does it like Sara Lee.
She lets her fingers do the walking
promise her anything, but give her love.
She’s come a long way baby
and brings good things to life.
But when it rains, I see it pours
and I deserve a break today.
For a mind is a terrible thing to waste
does she…or doesn’t she?
Her love is good to the last drop
so don’t treat your puppy like a dog!
Celebrate the moments of your life,
And don’t leave home without them.
I fly her friendly skies, they’re great
and I can have it my own way.
Keeps going, and going, and going
She is the pause that refreshes.
Takes a licking and keeps on ticking
nothing comes between me and my girl.
She tastes great though her love is less filling
I can’t believe I ate the whole thing!
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I'm going to start giving money to the United ***** College Fund.
It will be one of the greatest things that I've ever done.
I want black people to expand their minds and to be all they can be.
I want them to be bursting with knowledge as they accept their degrees.
They'll need a good education in this world they must face.
It's true that a mind is a terrible thing to waste.
Polly want a cracker?
No, Polly wants her crack.
Smokey the Bear telling us, Only You Can Prevent Forest Fires?
I think he set the forest ablaze when he got
stoned and dropped his joint.
Atomic bomb goin' off on your block?
Duck and cover?
How stupid do you think we are??
Uncle Sam Wants YOU???
For tax evasion?
The Mind Is a Terrible Thing To Waste?
Hannibal Lector could use them with Fava Beans??
Why is Bob Smiling so stupidly??
Botox reaction??
This is what our children see on T.V.??
Why??? Beats Me!!!
Vinny....what'cha think?
Pray for whirled peas??
A Magical Moment In Time
Words can expose the nice scenic view
Others ponder a new way of escape
We get lost in a moment in time
Love has changed to burdened heart to a degree
Through words we can embrace it's truth
Many our happy in the honest labor of their hands
All of us need a wake up call with other plans
Some having tempers a fire burdened with desire
A flame arose to the noise of air pollution
The call for happy dear memories in their nearby plight
A mind is a terrible thing to waste in the night
Through a love one can know the duration of life
Amidst the give in take of strife
A splash of spice with everything nice
We are caught in the magical moment in time
The soft pitter patter of sandaled feet
Exposed to the elements with no chance to repeat
A crystal clear vision of granduer in a world in a rush
We are all present here amidst the battle within
A call for freedom to come nestle near the shore
Amidst uncertainty we may come to know
Breath deep in with the good out the bad
Learn to embrace love for that is the master plan
we often begin with ,do you know?
before we offer any suggestion
but dont you think if they really knew
there would be no reason to ask that question
some of us speak
just as fast as most can blink
and words seem to come out of our mouths
before we can even think
some of the things we tend to say
can't even be justified
and once we realize we made a mistake
we just stand there questioning why
yes the mind is a terrible thing to waste
for its so full of deception
but it is the tounge that tells the tale
for it is our most dangerous weapon
just think of all the brillant minds in history
that somehow ended up dead
it was;nt their thoughts that cause their demises
i beleive it was something they said
MY MIND IS MINDFULNESS---
My mind is mindfulness, not less;
At present time I think of now not past tense;
They say a mind is a terrible thing to waste;
I must therefore delegate;
The passions that I’ve rage, My mind is a blazed---
My mind is mindfulness, not less;
At present time I think of now not past tense;
For I forgot, what I came to forget;
I now forget more things a lot;
And I’m victim of an assured plot;
Aptitude of the brain maybe, maybe not….
I got… Awareness of my brains stem path
I know where my minds at
As this place, at this present time
My mind accepts my feelings, thoughts
My mind is mindfulness, not less;
At present time I think of now not past tense;
Sensationalize in the guise of present tense
I know where I am WHAT!!
I know where my mind at clouded and crowded thoughts
As I am all attentive as I know where I am
My mind is present tense and I am acknowledgement
At present time I think of now not past tense;
My mind is mindfulness, quality more not less;
2/12/19
Mindfulness Poetry Contest
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IF YOU ARE NOT SCARED
Allow yourself to feel the power that is in your mind,that
came when your spirit came to the planet earth.
Allow your spirit to be free and to remember the history
of the ages because it is in there.
As we grew older we got away from the power of the mind
and since our birth
The "Power's to Be" have kept us this way because there
is an underlying and real fear
That we will reach our potential.
The mind is a terrible thing to waste, an old cliche that should
be disected every which way and loose
Because centuries have taught us how to disregard who we
are and the power that our minds possess.
We have been taught to disregard what we feel inside, to run
to materials to fulfill our needs to look for that golden
egg goose
Instead of depending on the power that the Creator installed
in us all and that Shatan does not want us to possess
Because it would ruin his chances of possessing our soul.
TRY AND PRACTICE USING YOUR MIND. IT WILL SCARE THE
HELL OUT OF YOU BUT THE PRIZE IS SO WORTH IT.....YOU.
I would like to meet that perfect person whomever that may be
In this life no man Is perfect now that’s the reality
Everyone makes mistakes its something that come from within
Take a good look at yourself who among you is without sin
Yea we try to live a perfect life minding our Ps and Qs
But often things do not go quite the way we choose
I knows I have my flaws that I can not pretend
A have fallen short of a lot of my glories as so my fellowmen
Its often said that a mind is a terrible thing to waste
But that’s what happens when we leap, and not step out on faith
So the next time you start to point a finger at what others do
Take a good look at your hand and see how many fingers pointing at you
It would have been cool
To sit up wit ya
Conversation of worked imagination
Have you wishing I can kiss ya
Retire the night
With you and me falling asleep
To make your dreams nice
Sorry to say
It won't work that way
Things are too wrong to be al right
Can't ever be ok
Too many lies
Truth stretched so far that will eventually leave your heart broken
By trying to hold on and not shatter an innocent soul stolen
and spinned outta control
By charismatic dramatics
Street sweet talk with precision
Slow, low, with flow
that made you want to listen
As your mind is driven into submission
Have you obsessed with the intellect
Impressed with the biggest
Charmed by the little things
Treasure the moments you've shared with me
Take you out of reality
Leave you twisted in daydreams of what the future may bring
A mind is a terrible thing to waste
An unwanted heart one should never take
I've learned but I've found out too late
As I discover that a real lover will always be hurt no matter
How long..............................
I search for a Sweet
Easy
Seperation
Father and Mother
With golden determination
Focused to open my thoughts
in several ways of revelation --
My manner is... Homegrown
The once green mind still looks back;
at all that has been revealed to its now browned shell…
and with that same determination of gold
I pass down the revelations of old
to my children, as I have been told
The mind should always be
Cultivated to the best of ones abilities....
Its focus should start within the home
That is why I feel blessed
When I tell you my children
Most assuredly -- I am Home Grown.
Author’s Comments:
As a farmer tills the earth and toils to harvest that which he has sown and the wife
prepares the table before him, produced from within the bounty reaped thereof...
Thus, we should take the time to cultivate the minds of our children, to also
acknowledge their surroundings and the people there in.
To stay focused on the blessings at hand, that they not live stagnant lives but to be
productively responsible for the gifts which they each so uniquely possess.
The mind is a terrible thing to waste.
I woke up in this place
Where everyone was not so
Different from me yet different none-the-less
But it didn’t seem to matter much
It’s not like I’m living the “dream”
And everyone else
With their upside-down smiles
Seems so lonely to me
The mind is a terrible thing to waste
So, stop wasting it ...
Go ahead, be proud of your works, paste up poems
All over the walls like posters
Magnetize them on the Fridge door
Copy them and hand them out like flyers
Put them under windshield wiper blades at the Sooper Market
Post them on www.poetrysoup.com (it's free!)
And last but not least, go ahead and
Hang them from your neighbors' mailboxes
I promise,
The mail carrier won’t mind.