In the corner of my heart lie some wishes unexplored
Some the senses will not allow some I just cannot afford
Yet they refuse to go away like old tenants with régime rights
Sometimes I let them tempt me sometimes there ensue fights
In the corner of my mind lie some deliberations unsaid
Some are sedate and steady some play havoc in my head
Yet they rebel with my reason whenever I talk them down
Sometimes it makes me smile sometimes it makes me frown
In the corner of my room some treasures hide in plain sight
Some are steeped in nostalgia some make the room a blight
Yet they continue to be there I cannot throw them away
Sometimes they dawdle quietly sometimes they come in the way
In the corner of my eye some tears have been there for a while
Some are prone to betrayal some camouflage well as a smile
Yet they keep me alive (and sniffing) with sentiment on display
Sometimes they trigger ache sometimes they teach me to pray
In the corner of my soul some prayers are left unattended
Some I keep hesitating about some procrastination is unintended
Yet they are there always offering support and succor
Sometimes I feel invincible sometimes minion and meagre
In the corner of my heaven are some invisible helping hands
Some actively stand up for me some silently back my plans
Yet I have not expressed gratitude enough for all said and done
Sometimes I while away my time sometimes my resolve comes undone