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Mystery of Mind

Mystery of mind Mystery of mind No one can find King or beggar has same kind Why doesn’t it remind Sometime it emerges Enormous kind But sometime it emerges Nothing to find Mystery of mind Of how many kinds God creates same kind Being possess different mind Some become beggars Who lose their mind Some become bigger Who cast their mind Mind is every where Indians have mind Americans have same kind They reach fine to thrive We struggle to exist Someone took into task Due to his loose mind Someone earn praise Due to his use of mind. By Mr. P. Ingole, PGT (Eng)

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Beata Agustin

Date: 8/17/2024 4:47:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 2/21/2016 10:46:00 AM

Pannalal, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA

Skat A

Date: 12/24/2015 9:27:00 AM

Pannalal,, a pleasure to read :) have yourself A wonderful Christmas and Happy New Year....... SKAT LOVE

Kenisha Shines

Date: 2/5/2015 6:04:00 AM

nice one.have a great day.

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 2/3/2015 4:25:00 AM

- I want to welcome you to P- Soup, Pannalal - The friendly words that written today can bear fruit tomorrow - Looking forward to read more poems from you in the future :) - // Anne-Lise :)