I would have made the heart like
a six valve, six stroke engine.
It would have six chambers too
for the efficient blood siphon.
There would be least chance
for the cardiac arrests.
Can’t puncture the whole heart
until fired on, six bullets.
Two big atria, two ventricles
and two reserve chambers;
to have the ability of bearing
all sorts of anxiety disorders.
Enhanced ability would save
the heart from a heartbreak;
and just for the love sake
no one would bear heartache.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem