A grain of sand does not move on its own
Neither does the Ocean nor the winds blown
Yet this mind moves so precisely fast
Like an ever running ghost aghast
Is it really worth asking," How to stop this mind?"
When 'I' already know confusions is all I find
What a strange mystery is this?
A perspective lost in time not bliss.
Suddenly a moment something appeared
Nothing happened but everything cleared
'Huh' How did this happen again Now?
I was just lost a moment ago somehow
Now that moment has got left behind
Something felt real was only the fallacy of this mind
Oh mind you have done it again and again
Fooled me like a prisoner in your petty game.
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