My Heart
My curse, and my treasure
Deeper than any ocean, yet as shallow as a cup
Stronger than any pain, yet so fragile to a word
Brighter than the sun, yet darker than Gehenna
Forgiveness
My curse! And my treasure?
Omnipotent in nature, but empty for myself
Given freely, but excepted rarely
Love
My curse, and my treasure
Enough for even you, but nothing left for me
Filling, Refreshing, Desolate, Revolting
Pain
My curse? And my treasure!
Debilitating me every day, justifies my existence
Destroys my very soul, yet keeps me from being completely empty
Life
My curse? And my treasure!
Written By Beau Bennett 05/02/09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yo Beau, Take heart...on your heart! ! Ours is a life of duality...open-close...in-out...love-hate...and CAN be love-love too...Only WE can choose and decide to do so... I feel nice reading your poems after a long hiatus.. So, keep on! ! ! Cheers friend. Subroto