“Mind” is the first word
comes up through the wind
the alphabet “M” haunts me
might be my name starts with it
the mind cam make a hell out of heaven
and a heaven out of hell
rings in my mind all throughout
what an analogue it is
the way you feel you react
the way you feel you express
the way you see you approve
the way you count it multiplies
well, it is the mind that projects
comes into the fore with a force
a travel down the lane
brigs in a lot of memories
a fund of reflections
all sign up now and at once
the mind bears
the happiness with a smile
the grief with tears
the shock with an alarm
the fear with an apprehension
yet it tides over the good and bad
resumes its equanimity no sooner
being its strength all the way
mind,accompanies you with a flourish
never rejects you with a tarnish
pray to have a strong mind
a lively vigour and a firm belief.
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