Oh My Luxurious Mind
Oh My Luxurious Mind!
What should I entitle thou
What unique name?
How to portray you perfectly,
With which auspicious flame?
My mind, you’re my worst enemy,
My weakness, my whimsicality.
I strive for you,
Still you mock at me?
My luxurious mind,
You’re a rogue, a devil I see!
You are so artful, so restlessly you move,
As the stars of the galaxy travels scheduling their loop.
You seem to be consequently full of activity,
Busy for destructive mechanism
No time to put your feet up a bit
You fly from one to my other occasion.
One scope after another, restlessly you pursue,
How can you be so bitter, a vicious destroyer?
You should be chained, the devil inner power!
You should not get so scope to be bare!
Mind, you’re never contented with adjoining comfort
Always you strive, you brawl,
How can soothe be your enemy?
You disgust your appease, you grab the utmost doubt.
You are my destroyer, you stupid!
You are so rude,
You do what you decide
You are to curse too!
You’re so egotistic; never hang around your love
Why are you still burning? Ever unsatisfied soul?
Why all the means of pleasure are not that you care of?
You’d better be buried than disturb all.
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