Thoughts -3 Delirious & Depressing Thoughts
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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon
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When my mind races like a speeding train,
Gliding over hills and dales,
Climbing up the tall coconut trees,
Fluttering around like a restless butterfly,
Gushing down like a water fall,
Swimming in the stormy seas,
Running in pursuit of material delight,
Demanding thoughts occur
Delirious,
Disturbing!
When my mind enters into a dark mode
Dwelling on frivolous matters,
Making a list of all the things
That I do not possess or
Of what I have not achieved;
Forgetting to count the blessings
Bestowed on me,
The thoughts turn bitter
Degrading,
Depressing!
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