Conflicting emotion play havoc in my heart
Tiny seeds of doubts, to and fro, dart
All my sentiments take a part
In making of my emotions, a spicy tart..
Love takes me by the hand, and bids me join the game
She persuades me to become someone’s grand dame
All my excuses seem to fall lame
She soon puts my dubious mind to shame
My mind is in a turmoil, my thoughts whirls around
Whither oh whither, is the train of my heart, bound ?
But out of my lips, comes not a sound
I wonder whether my ideal will ever be found.