Mind is crying
Outside it's raining
Mind is smiling
Outside it's breezing
By the colorful letters of mind
The world is ornated
Mind somewhere makes me a king
somewhere a slave
Sometimes mind dresses me up as human
sometimes as beast
Of life
A boatman the mind is
Where time is flowing river
There need a oar of powerful love
to row the life boat in time;
Otherwise
Oar of hate drowns the boat
03.10.2020 Chattogram
You MB my poetic MIND is all that all on PH HERE can Find and you always remind I ppme am one of a kind who has his own mind You are so very educated soaring to reach the sky I fly high only to seek blessings of those who have your kind of mind leaving old folks like me miles behind as you shine You all here have bright minds I see I am one of a kInd wh has a different kind of mind BLIND
Mind with the muse of the wind! Living, Learning; Muse of mankind on earth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I suggest ask your mind to rewire itself and read my latest day or night come soonly mb of bd