My heart and my brain are the weights
what a balance I have within me so deep.
When I weigh others my brain is decisive
when I weigh myself my heart is decisive.
And when I weighed someone with my brain
my naughty heart stuck a small magnet
below a pan, do you know which of the pans?
So you are also in love, you are right,
the magnet was stuck below the pan,
on that someone, so beautiful, was placed.
Brain slept for dreams and heart slipped from the pan,
beauty won the game of weighing,
the brain said, "I am helpless, it's love."
Most impressing write with a TOUCH OF AKHTAR SIR. True mesmerizing and captivating poem. Akhtar Sir has that innate touch, truly a God´s gift. Thank you so much for sharing. A 10 and much much more.
IT is no wonder that even at our age we still love sir that alone keeps us alive healthier happier and hopefully well ere we finally linger you won't come back to read me so I will message it to thee YOU ALONE ON PH ARE NATURALPOET OF CREATIVITY OF LOVE POETRY
It's love! ! ! So deep! 💖💏🤗💡 Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Brain slept for dreams and heart slipped from the pan, beauty won the game of weighing, the brain said, " I am helpless, it's love."