Sonnet – 01

My heart does carry out order is under
My brain, a stout controller, powerful
Had planned a complex project earlier
Sending order to do as potential; 
To circulate blood through artery net
Stimulating every tissue active, 
To survive the life through exact effort 
And to run up to the course is complete; 
Since then my heart started doing the task
Pumping via trillions of miles and miles
Of way, narrow, marrow, all chaotic
To defend the life breaking all the piles; 
But, life forever will leave my heart, brain
In motionless, finally derailed train.