Passion ignited, the fire burnt bright,grasped her thoughts at way past midnight.
The demons within came alive,
and half-slept turmoils got a fight drive.
Pens and thoughts and a heart of bold,
Passion siblings as they are told.
Popped over her mind full of files,
with a promise to take her away miles.
The controlling mind shushed them all,
reminded her of the pretentious duty call.
Forcibly they were put into sleep,the heart sulked and started to weep.
Over the years the fight became strong,
she picked up mind and heart felt ignored.
Mind took her places she had never been,
yet she felt empty deep within.
The unknown pain lingered through time,
still she was too naive to discover her crime.
The weak, old heart was all fragile,it still remembers the memories of her smile.
Heart decided to put up one last fight,
it reignited the passion and burnt the fire bright.
This time she decided to pick up the clue,
the heart rejoiced and danced out of blue.
Thoughts ran wild and pen tamed them,
together they came, made her life an anthem.
As promised they carried her way past miles,
And this time heart shine and her soul overflowed with peace and smiles.
