Sometimes
My mind is
Foggy and
Hazy just
Like the
Weather,
Driving me
Crazy....! ! !
Yes I agree, it is in the nature of the mind stuff to be make one crazy rather than cosy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
mind has many colors happy, hazy, foggy, crazy, ecstasy..............in the clay pot till the life