'my Sweet Heart''
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.
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