Heart

When I’m happy

My heart starts bouncing.

When I’m sad

He sits down.

When I see ice-cream

He becomes stubborn

When I go for a vacation

He doesn't want to return

When I see someone upset

He becomes emotional

When I feel shattered

He was fibbing there into pieces.

When I sense like a cry

Then his eyes are full of red dye

When he doesn’t feel to be alive

But still, he wants me to smile.

When I feel so alone

Which I can’t even show

He understands my quietness

And cheer me up like a best friend.

The heart doesn’t have a brain,

what he feels, he can’t explain.

He is the softest place on Earth

Has the capacity to hide

All the pain and sorrow without any noise.