The voice within me is loud
Rumbling with unbearable sound.
Mind is one such box
Where past encompasses like fox.
Anger, anguish, rage, and malice
House like queens of Venice.
But whenever they open like book
Know that it's seeking your good.
If aching mind is bumbling
Sense that something is troubling.
Just stopping it is no solution
Attending and remedying, the conclusion.
Fight for the voice of your mind
It's guiding you to become sound.
So that no-one can steal what's profound
Meant to scintillate like a dawn abound.
Care yourself the most
It's where you live throughout.
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7) BUT most of the time you are racing upon all new submitted poems and rapidly written responses, many times you have forgotten the verb and the more, but this poem goes to my Favourites and you have got 5 Stars from me
6) I have read your lovely excellent poem time and again, it so very impressive, dear Varsha, IF you allow yourself the time, more of these poems will appear here. Sure!
5) otherwise Burnt-Out will be peeping in all nooks of our mind. Sure, this poem with the most beauteous phrases and end rhymes prevents you from being Burnt-Out. In days of youre we say just Too Much Done In A Very Short Time, since that is my plight
4) You have composed here a very important and precious poem. Important for our nerves that they do not get a nervous-breakdown. Precious for our being, that we can work in a better crystal clear sphere and 100% satisfactory for our health,
A mind explosion can be both a good and bad thing. Your poem harnesses energy, more of a thoughtful reawakening,
Excellent poem dear poetess. The rhymes, the flow and the story. Clear message.10++++++
Superb expression. With every poem your thoughts are getting clear.5***
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
LAST Response: Since I am also a paintress, I oft comment on that: your chosen pictures are chosen perfectly. Bravo!