A temple is the place
Where a heart that smiles presides,
Humble of its shape,
And noble of its ways
The love that heals, cares
In actions gets revealed!
A pot profoundly full
Never goes on to spill
Fall not for a face
That smiles with cunning grace!
Such face could prove a fake
Could stealthily hide a knife!
A twinkle in the eyes
Juggling in the lips
Nimble in the limbs
The feeble get betrayed!
26 February 2019
Out of the heart comes out everything! ! ! ! ! Being positive or, negative. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This is not only beautiful but full of wisdom. Those last two stanzas are a real warning about those who befriend you with their fake smiles, being there. TFS
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem imbued with insight and wisdom. Yes, it is the heart where truth lies. The closure lines are so perceptive and so true.
Heart. Yes. Its pinkness doesn't get that easily exposed. Thank you Rose Marie. Nice feedback. Liked