Let's hope we do not break you
and
we keep you from harm and
illustrious ideas.
How many ways to kill a heart?
You can break it, that's so easy.
But so is easily mend.
You can hurt it, somewhat funny, pherhaps?
because a knife is easily bend.
You can hide it.
For so long in a place you didn't knew.
And it might call, it might shout
loud through the dark,
you must search a way out
to the light and where it blooms.
But never, no never,
Or pherhaps in dark panic,
smother it.
Because with no air,
every life is doomed.
Rebreath.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I enjoyed the bend mend lines which enhanced its poetic rhyming. A great unique poem on the heart n feelings. Thumbs up. Nice to read u again.