What I see,
is perhaps,
what my mind wants me to see.
What I feel,
is perhaps,
what my heart wants me to feel.
What I say,
is perhaps,
what my words want me to say.
What I do,
is perhaps,
what my conscience wants me to.
Am I a mere puppet
of the elements of my being?
Do I truly exist
or just a mechanism of destiny?
~~~~~
Asha Seth
Asha Seth 
Its simply the truth… Lovely!!!!
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Beautifully crafted Asha Didi …enjoyed reading every word of it
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Deep and poignant words so well articulated. Great poem
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The last line is deep Asha and mind can at times play havoc but that where I guess we must doff the hat of Acceptance. Your words as usual speak to the soul 🙂
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Beautiful.
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I think we are all bound by our destinies!
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At times we all think about our existence in this way, nicely expressed.
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Beautiful. True
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nice poem. generally, I’m highly responsible for whatever action I take
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Beautiful!!!
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