The Heartbeat

A drop of rain,

In the lands enduring sun,

He comes with all the grace

Transporting each drop of fun.

Putting behind you

All your worries

He holds your hand

However grave the crisis

The smile, the laughter

Each facial expression

Memory obtains each moment

Like derived from equation.

Comfort has no bounds

In his vicinity

You realize other things in life

Is just a futility.

Is this what they call

Friendship to the core

Or shall we assume

There’s something to it more?

There is no certainty

Of the slippery heart

How difficult it’s sometimes

To conceal its beating art

In bid to single out

The meaning of its trait

You apply your math

To cancel and to equate

Then the calculations

commit a mistake,

Putting the beauty of the relationship

Into a pool of sabotage

Now your beats wish

To go back in time

But in the end

You sit back and pine

Its not your fault

Or anybody’s design

Beats to be blamed

For all the bruising.

Do not trust the beats

For they tell all rubbish

Follow your brain

Here, I establish!