The struggle within..

If I could gather the pieces of my heart

And see what it looked like

I might decipher the complex art

That amalgamates it’s poles alike


It is a woven piece of diversity

That hosts a conflict at every fork

And yet it beats in complete integrity

Irrespective of the external torque

follow your heart or mind

Or is it the mind

A collection of cleaved pieces

That leaves me under a bind

Every time ignorance closes


Or is it both the brain and the heart

That think and beat in synchrony

And yet they tear me apart

The process itself is an irony



Together they put me in a doubt

By provoking an internal fight

But together they pull me out

And direct me from darkness to light


-Suchita Mehta.

Helphen India

(Igniting little dreams)


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