If suspicion has been created within your mind,
Then there is no solution; never, never, you find,
Better try to avoid this, never let mind to wind,
For I know; If mind is tree then thought is rind
Suspicion breaks the minds beautiful harmony
It leads one to psychosis; mental illness–so funny,
No ceremony left for him except final ceremony,
Deluded with delusion for confusion testimony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Suspicion breaks the minds beautiful harmony- -it does, it does Suspicion breaks the minds beautiful harmony- -it gets to be a habit, it doeses, it does