BRAIN BY HEART

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