The Playful Mind

By Kaisar Mahmadiftikar Shekh

The mind is playful, it is flying in the sky,

By breaking the chains of the times.

Even if it doesn’t know where to go,

My mind flew into the sky.

Somewhat nervous, some frightened,

It doesn't follow the path of the world,

In the desire to touch the stars,

it left the earth,

The mind is playful, it is flying in the sky,

It jumped into the ocean in the storm,

Where does this courage come from?

I don't know, neither does this,

My mind flew into the sky.

Neither did he cry, nor did he sleep,

Spirit is like a high rock,

Even if the rains wet,

This did not stop,

Even if winter stops it from cold winds,

This did not stop.

Even if the sun stopped it from shining brightly,

This did not stop.

The mind is playful, it is flying in the sky.

Neither stopped, nor bowed,

Set out to fight the storm of the times.

By Kaisar Mahmadiftikar Shekh