Holding the poetic sword
Started reflecting on the much-divided heart
Into a brain storming question
Should responses be elicited
Or simply succumb to a passive slavery
Heart unleashed into two divided answers
One to confront with strong resolution
And the other to run away in steady flights
Duty towards society beckoning
Fear of being judged resisting
Mind unfurled its reasoning and logic
Voice it on one side and no you will be nailed on the other
Emotions played its music on
Be a humanitarian it sung its song
No you will get entangled into a web of trouble echoed logic self
Confused the body stood still
And then performed its decision
Interrogating such a response
The heart and mind stood in reconciliation.
Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 8:21 AM UTC
Holding the poetic sword
Started reflecting on the much-divided heart
Into a brain storming question
Should responses be elicited
Or simply succumb to a passive slavery
Heart unleashed into two divided answers
One to confront with strong resolution
And the other to run away in steady flights
Duty towards society beckoning
Fear of being judged resisting
Mind unfurled its reasoning and logic
Voice it on one side and no you will be nailed on the other
Emotions played its music on
Be a humanitarian it sung its song
No you will get entangled into a web of trouble echoed logic self
Confused the body stood still
And then performed its decision
Interrogating such a response
The heart and mind stood in reconciliation.
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