Tiny heart

My tiny heart can’t live in cage.

my tiny heart can’t love in cage,

wants to fly like birds in the sky,
my tiny heart can’t live in rage.

My tiny heart wants to surf in oceans; 

my tiny heart wants to climb mountains; 
wants to wander through the gardens,
my tiny heart runs after illusions.

It's strange funny acts, often amaze;

in front of the beauty, always it lays.
My tiny heart ever prompts to have
things of its interest, whenever gaze.

My tiny heart seeks some praise,
scripts love stories, on its page;
goes for the race at the high pace, 
sometimes be cool sometimes blaze.