FEEL ITA Poem by M.BabuThe Heart is so uncontrollable; its proclivities are quite impulsive.
We feel
because we’re meant to, Though some
try to numb it all. But it’s
something that we can’t do, For we
can’t build walls that tall. The Heart
is so uncontrollable; Its
proclivities are quite impulsive. Yet the
mind tries being unmalleable, Searching
hard for ways to be freed. Love is not
as logical, As the Pythagoras's triangle. Deducing it
is as plausible, As a
foundation full of marbles. Love is an
adventure, Greater
than the mind could fathom. The mind is
just an aperture, Whose view
on Love seems random. Soak up all
the feeling, That this
life will bring your way. Abandon all
this reasoning, That will
shorten all your days. -M.Babu- © 2011 M.BabuAuthor's Note
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