Sometimes I can't understand my heart It's holding things that are now not even my part Those feelings act like an untold engima Blindfolded by some unknown charisma I want to leave them at once But where ever I go there they come My heart seems to be some mysterious puppet Instead of getting matured it's acting stupid Bonjour Stitchers ππ» Stitch up a beautiful poem titled "Enigma". Enigma: A person, thing or situation mysterious or difficult to understand. The best one shall be featured. π