Pannalal Ingole Poet ABC

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 August 17, 2024 at 4:47 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 February 21, 2016 at 10:46 AM Pannalal, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA

Skat A December 24, 2015 at 9:27 AM Pannalal,, a pleasure to read :) have yourself A wonderful Christmas and Happy New Year....... SKAT LOVE

Kenisha Shines February 5, 2015 at 6:04 AM nice one.have a great day.

Anne-Lise Andresen February 3, 2015 at 4:25 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 :)