Poor Heart

Oh! wretched poor heart!
Why does thou care for all
those careless heart again and again?
Thou care for those merciless heart
as soft petals of a blooming flower.
Oh! wretched poor heart!
Even after giving so much care.
I see , you receive the unknown thunder
which is as dark as raged cloud
howling in the serene sky.
Oh! Wretched poor heart!
Do you believe that love and attention
can be obtained in such unappetizing way?
Your love and care will be fruitful only when
it will get into some gracious heart one day.
Anisha Das

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