The heart has its own secrets
Its own incessant demands
It tells you so very assuredly
Without a certain someone
It just cannot get along
I am unable to get along
With my demanding heart
I wish it wasn’t a spoilt brat
Throwing temper tantrums
I wish it would realize
Its job is to pump blood
And nothing beyond that.
Published by D. Samarender Reddy
Philosopher & Poet. Holds degrees in Medicine (MBBS) and Economics (MA, The Johns Hopkins University). Certified programmer. An avid reader. Worked in various capacities as a medical writer, copywriter, copyeditor, software programmer, newspaper columnist, and content writer. Amazon Author Page - https://www.amazon.in/stores/D.-Samarender-Reddy/author/B0CB7PMW36
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Know Thyself 
True!! Wish the heart only did what it’s supposed to and not meddle with emotions… 🌼
Beautiful poem!!
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