My Heart

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“I was amused to read few lines” I always presented it with sublime Simple touch of grief and pain was always there I cried many times after reading it here Why heart was responding so much? Why was it giving healing touch/ Where from all those words coming? I always felt part of it with home coming One thing was emerging surely The heart was responding readily It was human feeling with pain Earth was made wet with arrival of rain Yes, it was this sensible part That formed real engine to depart From happiness to that of tragedy And back to original mood steadily No one is aware of its exact nature Fiber metal or simple flash to assure It is human centre with lot more thoughts Openly coming out in favor or against “Face it bravely and respond” Always listen to appeal and correspond Never disobey the sincere call Else you may always face obstacle or wall

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