Poem -

Beautiful Heart

Beautiful Heart

We cringe with the icy cold

wind blowing away the foggy cloud,

Drifting off into the tearful sleep

At noon and at night illusions keep,

Hearts wrapped with chimeric dreams.

Decisions glow in the warmest flames

Winding through the fading moonlight.

With the strongest part of human act

the heart is beautiful and tragic.

where most of our emotions are kept

lock in secure places of fragile concept.

it takes more than actions to beat,

the billions of ambushes we defeat,

no weapons formed can break it down,

Stoney faces or the bewildered frown.

Insults and virtues comes out fighting

Crush it by love and sparks be igniting

Millions of beautiful stars around the globe,

The spoken word, letters in the envelope.

push it into retreat and it will wait

patiently encamp, outside the gate,

the heart is trustworthy, but beware

of the snares, the conditional flare.  

it takes only a single moment of betrayal  

for the unconquered walls to fall  

The kind that stay with the strain,

Live and strive, and self-esteem regain

lie bruised in the dust, to heal inside

find hope where the strong hearts hide,

the treasures of comforting bliss

Waiting to be discovered through a kiss.

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