My Extroverted Self Against My Introverted Mind

My mind pulls that way Choosing solitude against worldly pleasures Solidified in its state of solitude My mind is condensed into a dense cloud of thoughts The gravitational force from the poetic universe Pulling strongly on the stem of my mind Droplets of words fall from my subconscious Words conceived in the womb of my pregnant mind Lines and lines of poetic gems exploding out of my combusting mind The self in me is ever ready to explore To mingle with the excited crowd Embracing the pleasures of this world Chewing on every cord of pleasure Swallowing the erotic juices of life The self in me is extremely excitable Choosing socialization against the tranquility of a solitary mind My mind pokes at my conscious Excavating the hidden treasures Plucking out the ripe fruits Silently laboring on the expansive poetic orchards Sometimes quietly enjoying the gardens of love Meditation takes most of my mind spare time Trespassing in the Garden of Eden is my mind’s hobby Emotional journeys into the universe In search of the hidden meaning of life Sometimes in search of the meaning of love Bags of emotions are ripped apart In search of meaningful feelings Sadness is found hidden in the valley of sorrow The self in me seeks worldly pleasures Probing every poster for advertised fun Yanking on every opportunity to party Chasing the socialization hotbeds The self in me rips apart the cans of pleasure Reaping the flowing juices of life Absorbing every moment of fun The tug-of-war continues between the self in me and my mind