When my mind races like a speeding train,
Gliding over hills and dales,
Climbing up the tall coconut trees,
Fluttering around like a restless butterfly,
Gushing down like a water fall,
Swimming in the stormy seas,
Running in pursuit of material delight,
Demanding thoughts occur
Delirious,
Disturbing!
When my mind enters into a dark mode
Dwelling on frivolous matters,
Making a list of all the things
That I do not possess or
Of what I have not achieved;
Forgetting to count the blessings
Bestowed on me,
The thoughts turn bitter
Degrading,
Depressing!
Smooth and beautiful world flow that made into a wonderful poem and likes.
Verily, you have depicted all the traits of thoughts in a beautiful flow of words as envisioned, Loved reading it...................10
When I allow the beauty of the moment, especially in nature, My mind calms and nothing but that bliss exists. Excellent poem, Geeta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes I agree Bravo!