Behind The Skin

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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Behind the skin Sunday, April 1,2018 10: 38 AM What are we behind the skin? Its real form is never seen It is full mud and filth Still, we think nothing and take an easy breath Who may know more? Only self and no other No need to bother As life is very much dear What does lie in mind? No one can find even with a microscope The thoughts invade non-stop The sleep becomes barren with a gap If you have a peaceful day With no worries to enter and stay The nights shall be pleasant You may always enjoy it But as it is observed and said No pre-condition is laid No one knows what is in your mind We are falling into the low category of that kind We may plan, harass and even invade privacy Without fear of an almighty It is our human weakness But not show it on the face

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