Thorn-roses

Life

When my heart was delusional
I listened to my head
Then head was too confused
and conflicting things it said

My mind could not think straight
Eyes – misty as they shed
I could not trust my ears
Hands quivered as they fed

When common sense betrayed me
The sixth – took charge, and led
While I waited for a miracle
Conscience shouted – I was blessed !!!

Hungry souls surround me
Love craves to end hatred
I am better off than so many
And goodwill needs to spread

Life does bring thorny shackles
Amongst roses which are red
Live each moment like its Last
It’s a prophecy – very well said !!!

Khushi