revolutions

i changed my way of thinking
to death to mind
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Mind

Like rain...
The stealing rain of monsoon
Rain in the intervals…
The mind…
That was mine…

Like the rain clouds in the sky
Like the roaring of the night rain
Filled with sorrows, explosions
And some happiness

One day….
My sorrows and difficulties
The intolerable pain in my mind…
Abandoned me…
To that old mythological name
Loved ones called me in ridicule.
Yes… that name…
In the depth of dualism…
I can’t impede my mind
To identify the abandoned
Of the mind that has gone…

An effort, a waste effort
Brought me in front of the psychologist.
He tried to return my mind back,
In that late hours,
Like rain in the intervals…