A heart…
So tender, a fine tissue,
Rests in our body,
Till our soul rescues.
Filled with feelings dark and bright,
Recites feelings for a mother to her child.
Hurts, wounds, bruises and the scars,
Hate and Love is stored there too.
Deep thoughts of oneness for one’s love,
Haunts the dark nights too.
A happy heart spreads love and joy,
Pleasant feelings rush to our minds.
Filled with chaotic thoughts at times,
Emotions, we cannot see or find.
A heart…
Kind, Harsh, Soft and Pure,
Connects the soul to God,
It is subtle from the within,
A heart… that pounds all day long.