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Some choices to make

While some to impose

Among them is little choice

What can smear your soul??


Many answers were heard 

Loudest of Blood

Followed by Greed

Then came Hatred

Accompanied with pain


Out of all the chaos 

Still could be heard

Some whispers of grief

Some whispers of love


I choose sate 

For it brings both

The peace of mind

And rest of soul.




◄ Shadows Of Our Brain

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Anmolpreet Kaur

Tue 7th Jul 2020 11:11

Thanks nicola for the rose.


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Anmolpreet Kaur

Fri 3rd Jul 2020 13:57

Thank you Abdul for your like.
Yes you are right not everything could be brought.


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Anmolpreet Kaur

Fri 3rd Jul 2020 13:56

A rare word to my ear Po....friend.
Thanks for that and i appreciate your kind words.😊


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Abdul Ahmad

Fri 3rd Jul 2020 13:17

Some choose wealth in the mistaken belief that it can buy them happiness.

Happy are those who are satisfied with their lot for they enjoy peace of mind.

Peace of mind is priceless.

Wisdom well expressed in this poem.

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Paul Sayer

Fri 3rd Jul 2020 13:08

Good choice.

Good poem

Good luck

Good day

Another good write from you my friend.

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