His Heart.... Poem by Jaya Das

His Heart.....,

A stream, flowing recklessly,
No one can fathom, how deep,
Breaking all stony obstacles,
Unknown of where it has to reach.

Endlessly flows, has no bound,
Where path seems, takes a round,
No prophecies before it takes turn
Faces, may it be right or wrong one.

No one can make his heart captive,
In cages of lust and attachments,
It would escape and find a way,
Wherever it seems seclusion lay.

It's mouth is out of anyone's reach,
Runs and runs to fulfil the thirst of its mirth,
The end to the flow of stream lies,
From where ever the eternal bliss arrived.