Honest and pure hearts
Pressured and pressed hard
So hard that everything assumes the form of a choice
Because the heart is poised
So blindly we delve
To satisfy this yearning self

A new breeze is blown
The air, with new smell, is strewn
Or at the least that's what the heart warns
My heart is ***** of rationale
So that it is drowned in troubles I can't tell

Like the glaring sun
I see the doubts your heart has spun
“Wait dear Nerat, you need a rethink”
The heart said with a tap on the shoulder and a wink
So some truth in coincidences start to blink

Fight or flight
Adrenaline's rush inside.
To see beyond the eyes, the heart strives
But reality scares the eyes
So that, perceived beauty begins to wear blemishes
And a beautiful lawn begins to grow bushes

As certain as the sun I have resolved
In my heart, I have no doubts about this love.