Washing my eyes…

Memory is a an album,
Where moments can be seen,
Life is a Journey,
Full of dreams….

Sometimes we feel stupid,
Cheated by our own dream,
But can we afford to live,
Without any such dreams….

Its always on us,
To predict life happiness,
But we choose to control emotions,
And let mind set free…

Why can’t we see,
And experience true self,
Where love can be felt,
From true soul not from mind …

I am washing my eyes,
to clean bad feelings,
Will keep good moments,
And make life live it’s dream…

Kunal Kumar

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