Mind is a monkey

She tamed her mind not to fall in love again.

Trust not what you see, lay not your hand on the rose again, said her mind.

But little did she know, that mind is a monkey, playing a game.

He bowed his knees and asked her hand.

What are you waiting for, said her silly mind.

Daily prompt: Tame

Author: Namitha

Namitha is an Indian expat living in Belgium. She is a biotechnology freelance writer and dance instrutor. She also enjoys writing fiction short stories, poems and other guest blogs. Strongly feels writing is a best way to express your thoughts.

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