We meander in our forsaken mind,
Wondering what we will soon find.
A penny for our thoughts isn't adequate enough,
We can endeavor to recapitulate our intricate stuff.
It might be sinister and dark,
It could etch upon a deep mark.
It might be prosperous and jubilant,
We still ought to be quite vigilant.
Thoughts might provoke and even instruct,
Though we control ourselves and mostly construct.
Our minds will have turned into a longing desire,
It shouldn’t change or diminish our formal attire.
Our good thoughts might plan to hover,
I'm quite sure it won't plan for us to suffer,
We should be cautious of what we think and what we say,
As one word can change a person's entire prominent day.
Think before you speak,
Breath in before you freak.
This will hold onto your true virtue without cacophonous,
Following your clear path will turn out to become a bonus.
©amrita2009
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