'MY SWEET HEART''

Á poem talking about what my heart stands for.

Sometimes, my heart cries

When he sees people in hell, while others dwell in paradise

But do other hearts feel same for him?

That will be in his wildest dream

But should that let my heart let go of that emotional price

And join the rest to despise?

No! not when the bearer of my heart's light is not dim

He together with him forms the perfect team

So my heart will be nice

To both  the 'fool'' and the 'wise''

No one's chance of my heart's care will be slim

For to his mind, every ray is capable of joining to form a beam

Where love is, there my heart lies

Everyone is welcomed to his humble abode, including spies.

For my heart does not masquerade to dance to anyone's rhythm

He flows naturally like the stream.

Author's Note

Your heart should be for everyone...............