The Riddle of The Heart
The heart is a tricky devil
It deceives the brightest of things,
It complicates all matters
and even makes a few dings.
The heart is strong
it seems to crush and twist all minds,
To believe in something
all others resigned.
From life to death
And fire to ice,
The heart changes
without our advice.
The heart is full of many strings,
Just waiting to be pulled
Each deciding a brand new thing,
Each unraveling another hole
of the riddle of the heart.
It deceives the brightest of things,
It complicates all matters
and even makes a few dings.
The heart is strong
it seems to crush and twist all minds,
To believe in something
all others resigned.
From life to death
And fire to ice,
The heart changes
without our advice.
The heart is full of many strings,
Just waiting to be pulled
Each deciding a brand new thing,
Each unraveling another hole
of the riddle of the heart.
