On The Way Of My Heart Poem by Krupa ...

On the way of my heart
Listen you cannot more walk

As this way leads to a land
That is bared containing grey sand

This way is segmented into many patches
In every patch there are so many scratches

There is also a part of water here
That comes from my eye's deep well

The bird flittering on the sea wave
Is infact my pleasures grave

Now tell me can you pass this herby way?

I know the words that you will say
Sorry I can't more stay