Heart Of Stone Poem by David Daykin

Heart Of Stone



A heart of stone at times is the only way to open your eyes in the morning.
This heart of stone can protect from the hurt, lies and deceits that are forever calling.
The granite face that stands against that cruel master Father Time.
The granite face that shows no pain, no loss, no desperate signs.
This can all seem to be so safe, made numb and protected deep inside.
But lets sweep away your clever deceits and lies for all you do is find another way to hide.

A heart of flesh is a heart of beauty which can be bruised, twisted and torn.
This heart of flesh can protect in many ways the simplest being an embrace that's warm.
This heart that ages, scars, and bleeds with the actions of those in this age.
This heart has been wounded so many times but rather this than be bound and caged.
I choose to feel, I choose to love, I choose to stand and be seen for who I am!
So my heart is not stone, flint or slate, it is of flesh and blood, in defiance of them.

To be guarded, unchanging, always the same, standing stagnant,
To me that is insane.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joub Kahuria 13 April 2012

thats ma heart too it has been broken, laughed at, cheated, bruised and still hopes to find a true reward for all that. Great poem keep on keeping on.

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