Memory Needle

My mind is a plain white cloth On which the memory needle often pricks Sharp, bright, retentive and so forth Occasionally it will also plays tricks With its unlimited gigabytes It can store a lifetime highlights When it sees my unhappy signs It'll stitch very gloomy designs If I am in a very happy mood It'll reminisce over unhealthy food The problem with my memory needle Is that, it has no boundaries. It will prick me uninvited Even when I am ill or tired It's like the deep blue ocean Very unpredictable; waiting for action Pricks can be painful or blissful Can even be hateful and shameful But I like my fabric to be As plain and clean as it can be So I try very hard to train my mind To ignore the needle, and be kind As long as I don't get carried away My memory needle cannot spoil my day