Full of optimism
I sow seeds in the garden that is my heart
The roots take hold
Early signs are good as strong fresh shoots grow
The roots grow deeper, buds appear with a promise of summer
Deep in my mind I sow the seeds of doubt
Thus begins the struggle between heart and mind
Absence makes the mind grow stronger
The roots of doubt thriving, reaching down into my heart
They strangle the shoots of love
Before the inevitable withering
I nip the buds of love
Yes indeed, the struggle between heart and mind - the eternal war! I loved this strangely sad poem - how true it probably is to many of us.
excellent title! the first stanza beautifully setting the scene for the second.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sad but beautiful poem......touched my heart...thanks for sharing