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RANDOM MOODY THOUGHTS


They were here, just here
And now they sit there…
Sometimes seem sane
But mostly are insane!
From head to toe
Mostly high, seldom low!
Oh! They wander to and fro.
Press the brakes, make them slow!
But should they be blamed?
For they can be tamed
But blessed is my memory
Nothing more temporary!
Than these wandering emotions
I guess I need practicing devotion!
I am happy this moment
In seconds changing temperament!
I often forget what was going
In my mind, for I keep showing
Mood swings often frequent
Than pendulum, mostly adamant
Adamant about my decision
Taken with no precision
I often land up being a disaster
For recovery is never faster!
I do things that are stupid
Thinking them to be highly cupid!
Oh I am just too awesome
For the source of nuisance
I always create with confidence
My little butterflies, create dense
And profound effect on my
Brain, it stops working before I try
And it is always end of the game!

But I do respect my thoughts
For they are ones who brought
The very best out of me
Into my soul I could see!
They often set me free…
My thoughts are free…yes they are free!

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