In the ice-cold stone of your guarded heart
Lies a piece of me,
Caught up in barbs.
A piece that beats with forgotten cost-
An unspoken reminder of the love you lost.
It whispers to you both night and day,
Echoing with the tears I often cry....
'Ohhhh please set your haunted heart free.
Take it all...
And not just a piece of me.'
Hi Lesa, It sound like you were in love. I think for me I fell out of love years ago. I really can't say. I can't even write poetry lately. I find it hard to come on the site. I am just losing interest in everything. Take care Excellent poem.
I love it, obviously, i mean its my name sake. the heart is so fragile a thing and this is a good tribute to it. In Awe, Heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Have the soveingner from that place, tried to burn it but it came back... splendid write of a love gone!