Fickle Heart Poem by David Harris
Fickle Heart
So many hearts have been broken
in loves cheating game.
Everyone says it is a fickle heart to blame.
The heart that cannot settle down,
always on the move.
Like a bee hoping from flower to flower,
the fickle heart does the same,
only from lover to lover.
To the fickle heart, it is all a game.
Oh, such a shame.
One day the fickle heart
will want to settle down,
and when that day comes along,
there won’t be anyone around.
This is a captivating read....Fickle Heart, it's interesting and has caught my attention mostly because all of what you've spoken of here I always thought of 'running' running before someone else did first..Think I'll be keeping this one..See, one learns something everyday. Sadness can make some fickle without even knowing and thus they run, never satisfied in the end...I've known of some who've become or thought they had, physically sick from such...A+++~~marci.xo
Interesting poem David, I have a poem of the same title so it was interesting to see how yours and mine differ. Like and agree with everything you say... HG: -) xx
Some of me wishes I had taken the message from this poem a long time ago. But I take it now. Fine, David - very fine. You put these little gems across so, sort of, tenderly and patiently. t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 4:11:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Some are just players in love, what we need are more stayers in this game of love.. Amen 10