Unknowingly Poem by shubhen bhandare

Believe me if you will,
The mind knows nothing ulterior,
For what the heart does,
Designs go out of control,
Judge me not for the act undone,
Your judgement creates my guilt,
Let me prop myself from my ordeal,
I had joyful designs for thee,
I made a mistake of being optimistic,
Seldom do I make one,
Here, I took a detour,
Coming back to square one,
For the assault on my being,
Cascaded like a ton of bricks,
And then the fury of an avalanche,
Can disturb the coldness of the soul,
I have never hurt a fly in my life,
I am no saint either,
Forgive me,
I give you a chance,
To be virtuous