My heart;
I fooled it,
Protected it,
Deep in me,
From love.
To not heed about it.
But then...
I was tricked.
And my heart jumped;
Lifted in a flight;
To the mirage-hope,
To be loved  back.
The flight was high,
And when pulled back
By the extreme gravity,
Fallen and hurt,
From truth,
With an Unsoundable dud.
My heart said-
"Hey you! That was 
Just a stunt. And I'm fine."
But it weep and bleed,
And seep in words.
And maybe poetry.
Yet it says-
"Hey you! It's just
My experimental words.
You know me
Nothing relates me. "