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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This one of your most beauteous poems closest to reality and very precious for the attention to our fellow poets like you. We as poets here on PH must read carefully all the words that have come from the Mind, in this case YOUR Mind.
I just submit my second response, it got a red sign from THE Editor, so instantly GONE! I start now anew, OK?
Indeed if you work in the caring sector, it is normal that one morning you will awake with the thought in your mind: : I need to care myself more
3) That's obvious logic since you have your duty every day in a caring sector. It's natural that your deep conscience would tell you one morning after been awake to care more for yourself. This is human intelligence and very logic, Varsha!
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
A well thought out poem. So very true. Well conveyed write.