Take It To Heart Poem by UnniKrishnan P.P

Don't blame the heart, it cried its part.

Mind has an aggressive mindset towards life.

It carves out those locked doors in such a way that,

cuts and wounds tend to go on a non-healing spree.

Mind is like that Pandora box where you find unassailable treasure,

but its covered with a glass sheet

which needs a particular set of fingerprints to open,

and shattering it would be an establishment of follies.

There is an non-depicted truth about heart,

that makes you lean on to memories in a very stingy manner.

It has a destroying element to it,

which makes sure you succumb to its lethargy to think.

Heart is never the culprit, it has a cat sized brain,

which accumulates sadness in such a manner,

that with a blink of eye it evaporates.

The tricky part lies in making the mind understand of its repercussions

because

heart never took it to heart.