Human Mind
Human mind has various colours,
Today it's happy tomorrow it will be unhappy.
The sky has also unlimited colours in which influence now and then on our minds.
These is nothing that can make us happy.
There is no technology in which can read what our minds want?
When the seasons change the sky also changes its own colour instantly.
Our mind is the store house of thought.
It always saves good and bad experiences silently.
Our mind can cry now after a while it can smile itself,
No one can pacify our mind after giving lots of presents.
We have no control over on our minds nothing but ourself.
It will be calm and quite forever when there will be nothing left for being upsets.
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