Is the heart the center or is it the edge it can be used to pull us together or drive a wedge
Could the soul reside inside the heart we kill for it we die for it it tears us apart
You give yours to a lover and they don't give it back for the rest of your life you ask what did I lack
You wear it on your sleeve just to have it Torn Free for years I haven't loved you but "It's not you it's me"
When it's broken you feel you can never be fixed do you cut the wrist do you take the pills life and death become mixed
When you're not looking Love Will Find you but will you find it back run every day to look and feel better *WHAM*!!! A heart attack
No the heart is a metaphor for all things deemed good the place where we truly know if we shouldn't or should
So love it and cherish it but give it freely when you can but above all love yourself and try to love your fellow man
-
Author:
Mugsdaddy (
Offline) - Published: October 4th, 2017 04:05
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 25
Offline)
Comments4
Loud applause for this wise advice in such a beautiful poem. Such a good reminder of the heart's value.
Thank you, it is surprising what a little heart break will change .
Mugsdaddy
Good write M. I see the heart as a physical organ, and as 'metaphorically' the central part of us, the essential part of us (as in 'essence').
Great read M
Good write, the last line is so true and I wish it could apply to all in this world.
WWJD?
Love us all even more.
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.