Hate not anyone cries my soul
Lo! my mind always plays the foul
as it sends a silent growl
accompanied by a scorn and howl
finally the soul gets bowled
as the mind triumphs over in the toll
The controversy ranges so extensive
one that works out very intensive
where the mind rules out a flexibility
the spirit calls for an adjustment strategy
finally it is the mind that gains
as the spirit retreats in a deign.
The edge over the mind over the soul
being one of reason on the whole
where the soul being subjected to compassion
the mind overtakes in its action
finally it is the mind that holds the flag
as the soul is forced to get behind in a lag.
Meenas Poems 