To whose voice does the soul adheres
To which all color the essence smears
Again how a personality is sculptured
And the apparel one’s character wears
Architect of feelings and imaginations
The incarnation of the smiles and tears
It is the heart or may be it is the brain
That will assess the courage and fears
Is the feel significant or is it a thought
The right answer just doesn’t appears
Even one kind of bafflement prevails
Insistently haunting from yester years
Tidal emotions fenced by conscience
With attempts to break over frontiers
An ambiguity of insight by the senses
Seen by mind which even heart hears
Often a tryst to discern the emotions
But in vain as perception never clears
Whom to listen, where pay attention
The decision is obstructed by barriers
But it’s faith, that there’ll be answers
In midst of hope, this the soul swears
Is it heart vs. brain or brain by heart
Into the obscurity the temper sneers
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