::- The freedom of thoughts -::
'N' number of thoughts
Are there in my mind,
Always there,
Running free like unbridled horses,
Crossing each other,
Raising the cloud of dust,
Everywhere.
I get lost in this dust,
Unable to find my way through.
I understand
I could try to bridle them well,
And may keep them confined
Like prisoner in cell.
Yet, I keep them free,
And struggle to make way for Me.
Maybe it's better
To struggle in freedom
Than to live with comfort in restrictions.
Regards: Vinod Jadhav
"www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com"
Are there in my mind,
Always there,
Running free like unbridled horses,
Crossing each other,
Raising the cloud of dust,
Everywhere.
I get lost in this dust,
Unable to find my way through.
I understand
I could try to bridle them well,
And may keep them confined
Like prisoner in cell.
Yet, I keep them free,
And struggle to make way for Me.
Maybe it's better
To struggle in freedom
Than to live with comfort in restrictions.
Regards: Vinod Jadhav
"www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com"
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