I goad my heartnot to search you
she is preoccupied with her own dreams
It retorts back
damn fool
who's not preoccupied with damn thins
I try hard to locate reasons
so vainful
distrust follows every time
I learnt from my books
love is complete in itself
and wonder
where my love has gone
this time
my dummy brain looses its calm
hell!! with your love
do some thing
that fetches a solace
meaning nonetheless
I stare at my thoughts
who is more wise
me my heart or the neurons
I happens to possess
source: shipra.v
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