Good e’en, my brutal lord, evil, sure you are,
For your happiness, I thrown mine far,
For your wellness, I have died,
I attempted once to fly; was chide,
As you wilt and ordered, I followed.
You rained of tears, I swallowed.
Lord of desires, donate back my living,
Unlock my freedom, pay me for giving,
Yearn I to wear, white wings and fly,
Generosity heartless Heart, else you shalt cry.
Why dost ye expect, aspirate then wait,
Why dost ye love, feel and then hate?
Thy selfish approach suppress my wish to delight,
My feelings expire, in your feeling-fight,
Ye cause me pain because you are unpleased?
You are king of dark ergo keep me ceased?
Learn to give and forgive, and learn to forget,
Spread joy and self glee, before my lord ye regret.
About the poem: Heart, source of all pains and bad thought that can hurt a person; this poem is addressed to the selfish heart which gives lots of pains to poet because the heart itself is not happy. Poet says to heart that he has gone through all the pains and has never smiled because his heart was not happy. He, whole life, has obeyed his heart, lived according to his heart. But now he wants to live his life in natural way and here says to his heart to stop feeling so that he can lead to a life which is actually lived by feelings of the poet himself and not by feelings of someone else i.e. his heart.
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