My Heart's Baby

My heart gave birth to a baby

and named it-Wish.

Ah!It was so cute,

innocent and ethereal.

My heart cradled it 

and showered all her love upon it

so that it can grow up to

 become a strong and beautiful dream.

The wish was so adorable that it caused

the festival of joy in my every cell.

But what appeared innocent to everyone

appeared dangerous to my practical mind

for the little wish could create havoc 

in the world of rules and conventions

My mind ordered it to be finished

and I,helplessly,complied to its orders,

as mind always has the lethal weapons of

logic and reason.

With these weapons,

I killed the baby-Wish

in front of her mother-Heart

which collapsed with the bleeding wish

in her lap.

She lamented insanely

and her mourning made my soul tremble.

Years have passed since this incident

but every night when I go to bed,

my heart still curses me

whose baby I killed long ago

and my dreams are still haunted by

the ghost of the dead wish.