My Dream Heart! Poem by Pranayee Rachamalla

I wish my heart is like a memory card,
So that it reminds me, that it's memory is full,
Every time, someone extra tries to enter my heart.
I just wonder why my heart is not a mobile,
So that it can format the memories of my past
And can help my mind live in peace.
I just dream to transform my heart as a calculator,
Which can help me calculate the consequences
of having a whole hearted behavior!
How nice it would have been if there is a traffic signal fixed in my heart,
So that people can give right entry into my life!
But it looks like my heart has a recovery software
It restores each and everything that I delete,
But for one thing I'm glad,
It has a wide door,
So that I can kick over acting people out of it
Saying that it is over crowded!