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Dec 2017
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With a gem of wisdom, I turn my head to my mind
Without any bias, in search of 'That', I have yet to find

do you know why winged Cupid is painted blind?
As love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;

So in search of real light, I left the darkness behind
Grief may follow on but no shadow of joy on mind

I change my thought to get title of grace and kind
And toiled so hard to leave some monument behind

And continue walking in the garden of roses and weeds
And worked so hard that they measure me by my deeds

But, love, hate, sin and win on, for now, I know my mind;
Those that can see their love they should never be blind.

And ''That'' which governs us in all the time is a divine kind
For the roads are unending but no permanent place for mind

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~
The Sick Red Carnation
Written by
The Sick Red Carnation  27/F/Iran
(27/F/Iran)   
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