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Beautiful Mind.


 Beautiful Mind




Relations are very fragile they ought to break,

Emotions too are weak they also burst if pampered ,

The Heart too faints with sudden betrayal.

Handle with care before misadventure hits you.


Then what is strong?

Ignorance , stubbornness and Ego.

They breed venom of anger and darkness.

seldom will allow you to exhibit your true nature.


But if cultured our mind  is the strongest of all

 it regulates all our acts, it's the supreme gift,

A peaceful mind enlightens,

while revenge destroys inner peace.

Choice is yours either rejuvenate or ruin ,

build  your resilience before fragility overwhelms.


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Anonymous said…
This blog is a true eye opener for me I love how the words of wisdom are said so exquisitely like a true art by an artist .I've been Enlightened Successfully

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23 November 2025 at 21:31
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