When, I listen
To my heart beat
The flow of thoughts
Philosophical ideology
Of the mind-
The chain of glow
And gloom
Joy and sorrow
Hot and cold
Summer and winter
Pleasant and nasty
Spring and autumn
Shades and colours
Of all seasons-
Knock at the door
In different moods
The changes change
The shades of my life.
What a fine
Fit and hit
The art of Nature is!
Visually-
Teasing and pleasing
Thoughts provoking
Tearing and bearing
Running the race
For making a space
Fresh and vibrant.
A sense-
Of smell and feel
Influences the whole
Whole social set up
When, I listen
To my heart beats.
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2017
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.
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