The Heart

"The food fills the hunger of the belly,

Perhaps, there is no one who can

Fill up the hunger of the heart.

The heart is purely different,

Sometimes, the heart jumps from Everest

And comes out with no injury.

Sometimes, the heart crosses all limits

Through tears.

Sometimes, in happiness, the heart becomes singular in the crowd.

Sometimes, the heart becomes helpless 

In the crowd of sadness.

Yes, this heart is very unique,

It is difficult to understand its character.

Sometimes, the heart becomes emotional

Due to songs.

Sometimes, the heart feels a plethora of happiness by receiving praise for a few lines of the poem.

Yes, the heart is very unique,

Though it stays in me,

It is still separate from me."