Monday, June 10, 2013


Thought, a word that feels so much ours,
yet nothing can be stranger than our own thoughts.
Positive thoughts are like ray of hope and full of life,
negative engulf you into the darkest corner they can thrive.
If former exists somewhere latter can't be far behind.
To master the former is the hardest task for our mind,
but it is easiest to be slaves in the hand of the latter.
Who wins the fight makes us what we are,
 'Cause picture of our soul and life
are painted with colors of our own thoughts.
You can't expect the picture to be colorful and bright,
if all you have used are grey shades to paint.... Ankita


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