My Heart Poem by Pravat Kumar Mandal

O dear, don't break my heart
It's nourished by my love.
If you want to find it,
Peep into my deep bub.

O dear, don't spoil my heart
Since I love it the most.
My fear to your evil eye
If it turns my love its roast.

O dear, my heart my wealth
I don't want to lose it
If you say I'm selfish,
Yea, I gladly admit.

O dear, my heart isn't empty
It's an amazing mixture
Vice and virtue, you may say,
Doubt is its innate nature.

O dear, my heart my faith
Both are inseparable
Although you can take my all
Or make me very trouble.

19/04/2021