• Poems

    Roaming Thoughts

    Let your mind do a little gymming It can also choose to do yoga or swimming  Whatever it chooses, really doesn’t matter What matters is there must be positivity in its platter The thought could be infinitesimal Once it’s there, it can ho beyond the decimal  But it must be divine, pure and goodSomething that exudes light on the wood The thought should be selfless and full of joy As beautiful as the smile of a little boy Let your mind explore only positive vibesFilling the black canvas with white stripes