Heart Is A Clock
I was born with a curious heart,
Wasn't sure what I needed to do,
Surrounded by people that loved me,
I would love but only a select few.Â
In twenty eleven a new heart,
A new love opened the world to me.
It was different to the love I was used to,
A love from a child unconditionally.Â
I had found my soul mate for life,
But that love it seemed wasn't tight,
But at least I know where to find her,
Far away but still in plain sight.Â
That love was smashed to pieces,
And sadness and depression woke,
Awaiting construction of my new heart,
Because the last one I had just broke.
I am not sure how many loves we have,
Is the heart just a ticking clock,
Eventually will it run out of power,
Will time restore a new heart, restock?Â
At the moment I am wary of all love,
I couldnt handle another broken heart,
Which is unfair to a future partner,
A doom installed from the start.
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Comments
What a powerful write. I'm not here to offer advice. Just find what works for you my friend, get to know yourself and where you stand. You poem is fantastic and is a creative display of the message you are conveying. Kudos! Pecae and smiles. TFOTSÂ
Thank you for your kind words. In the past I have tried to write down my feelings, but it would only make the other party involved angry or hurt. I am working on it.
The love we have for our kids is like no other. Such a powerful emotion. A strong white, Glen x
Thankyou. It brings a different kind of love for children, you want to protect them no matter what
Thanks, deep is my middle name, hehe
Time will restore the clock of heart. Quite interesting as most people think human brain is a clock :) Good piece.
Thankyou, I wanted the heart to be represented by a clock, or more to the point, time itself.
That sounds like a happily ever after story, but I like it, Thanks CherieÂ