My poem "When I sat down and...."

Do tell me what do you think about this?
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WHEN I SIT DOWN AND......

When I sit down and imagine,
The pre-sentiment of my own thoughts,
That bleeds pleasure and chagrin,
And my nuances of all sorts.

When I sit down and look back,
To witness miracles of my own rediscovery,
Within my soul and my past days,
Laid a tranquilled man and a forgotten history.

When I sit down, try and feel,
The vibrations of hypnotic sensations,
The metamorphosis of the being in me...
Disposing to world of self-creation..!!

When I sit down and question,
To myself on the transient masters,
That lay in the wealth of experiences,
And in the jinx of success and failures.

When I sit down and re-approach,
How to fag out, my false perceptions,
And accept the reality, so trait so sting...
To the nourished courtliness of perfection.

When I sat down, I understood,
The adventure to caress our desire,
The importance to accustom to struggle,
The brave heart to punish our interior.

When I sat down, I finally surmised,
To STAND UP in life and look up strong,
Supply rich doses of discipline to your self-interest,
And a motivated mind, to stay life-long.

- When my heart beats,
Chirag Khara
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