Miseries, confusions, and depression;
You will find out many of its merchants;
But the one, who dooms in such anguish;
But the one, who likes to have it more;
Is none other than our own ever-changing fragile mind.
What if we appreciate what has happened, what is happening, and what will happen;
What if we remain like a child;
A passionate yes-sayer;
And ready to accept what is;
Miseries, confusions, and depression;
Are never a guest to reckon with.
Our attitude towards the events;
Is experience;
Our feelings and emotions serve our passions;
Which poverty is more harmful;
If it's not a 'poverty of mind'?
Affirm the passionate cries;
Rise above the 'fear of unknown';
And listen our own heart;
And mind will be its servant forever.
Awakening... Sir
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