The Brain can’t solve what only the heart ever knows
When reason fails, and only the heart discerns,
You wander, seeking sense in your aching chest,
A man of intellect, admired, yet yearns,
With women, yet finds solace in unrest.
Towering above, you wander in quest,
Her brown silk cascades through closed eyes, unwed,
Her presence lingers, youth in hidden zest,
A tiny figure, watching dreams unsaid.
The man who seemed to have it all now finds,
His heart entangled in elusive dreams,
Does she know the one who haunts his mind,
As he seeks answers in silent streams?
A scientist, yet powerless to resolve,
The mysteries of the heart, it shows,
All altered after seeing her evolve,
In red attire, as the evening grows.
Her presence lingers, woven in his thread,
Beneath the surface, all is not what gleams,
His grasp on life's control now seems dead,
Can he deny what in his heart screams?
For logic falters where emotions flow,
Revealing truths only the heart bestows.
Poem: The Brain can’t solve what only the heart ever knows.
