Dear heart, when will you stop dragging me into problems,
challenging my artistic value making me write all this poems,
when will you stop being stupid and learn how to choose,
easier battles that you can win and not always lose,
when will you understand that you and love don't make a good team,
and try to stay very far away from him,
when will you accept that am a human too,
and that am done with things you made me go through,
when will you feel sorry for yourself,
and believe that loving a wrong person is not safe,
when will you start accepting your true nature,
pumping blood and not being a victim of torture..
I think brave hearts can only be dead once when they stop beating but never to stop loving so wish u all the best with your brave heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The heart is an organ that should be ruled by the head. A nice poem. Thanks for sharing.