The begging plea of my heart,
competing with my strong mind,
I know you are a bit confused,
such quarrels where can you find ?
The storms quarrel together,
the animals critter chatter,
the humans combat and fight,
while the Greeks train their knight...
My heart wants its way,
my brain wants into own,
I don't know what to do ,
with quarrels rarely known .
My brain snarls at my heart,
my heart growls back,
it wants to be the king,
my head's gonna crack !
They fight deep arguments,
while slowly destroying me,
is this the end,
willxmy soul now flee ?
This is the way it comes to an end,
the world the humans and every creature,
cause quarreling and fighting,
is the Earth's special feature.
We can only be relaxed,
when our mind thinks that way,
following our heart can be risky,
it can spoil our day !
©harisamir
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