Every day a trial goes on,
in the court of heart
mind is the prosecutor and the defense
self, ego and libido are the convicts
...
Never believed but realized
when I saw your smile
that the most precious gift bestowed
by the God, is smile
...
One way or another
the truth will come
but before that
let's dance with the lie
...
Cry if you want
don't hold, let it go
sky is waiting to echo
air needs some waves to move
...
Let the ink flow on the paper
and outpour the grievances of the mute
never heard or seen but felt everywhere by the few
give them some hope
...
Talked in a literary group
people said, at this age all have left mindset
I felt, and I was a leftist
...
Trial And Judgment
Every day a trial goes on,
in the court of heart
mind is the prosecutor and the defense
self, ego and libido are the convicts
judge the intellect, hears all appeals
Mind accuses self
for being too high,
mind defends self
it has been nurtured so
Mind accuses ego
for being adamant
mind defends ego
it has never been assuaged
Mind accuses libido
for its frequent outburst
mind defends libido
it has never been quenched
Intellect gives verdict
mind is the real culprit
it knows all, but
fails to guide its facets.
Hart tuching poem, Fentastic poet.