Better Than Me. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Mind, why you keep the saddest memories
In a box tightened with strong locks
Mind, why you keeps happy moments
In a box without tightened hooks
Only to reopen and see the feeling
Of goodness of events that you enjoyed
I know your tricks as you are my friend
Just as a shadow, I know you follows me
You directs me you remembers me
I like you dear mind and be quiet calm
See the world is with mixed feelings
I have no one believe than you as my own
I am at a loss of happiness for a while
I have lost a wonderful friend my own
My own, sorrow just I can't part with
Not possible to regain in this life
Mind you know the sorrow better than me.