My heart beats in
low,
Sounds might be
risen and grow,
But, it’s tempo
can’t be slow;
Even there’s no
seat
To be seated in a
row…
It’s my heart…
Neither, it’s any
kind of engine’s part,
I just know,
there’s no chart;
It’s an awesome
natural art,
If someone poke,
it might get hurt…
Heart got hurt by
getting emotion,
Day by day
increased pain, for promotion,
But, in a very
slow motion;
Instead of being
happy, in some portion,
Mind it :
Heart is a God’s
Creation….
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