Mind’s Mood

Minds Mood short poem

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When the storm strikes, when the cold bites,
when thirst is unquenched, when survival is at stake.
deep in the world of loneliness, far away from love & happiness
The mind a wild nomad, wandering here, there & everywhere.
No joys to behold, No peace & contentment.
Life – a dry barren desert, this the land of my destiny
yet…thou- an oasis here, Love the ship of this desert.
The hopes being born & dreams blossom…….
This hand assures life, a healing touch to the wounds.
Life, now a real bliss…..
In this tiny land of paradise,
Misunderstandings make it a mirage….
when not seen through the inner eye…..
Well it’s the power of love, in its expression alone
can truly reflect the vision of the heart.

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Preeti
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Love can truly heal a heart and a life too! Nice:)

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