True Hearts (Sonnet #258) Poem by Tina Baaklini

True Hearts (Sonnet #258)

The real wealth in life is to find true hearts
Those pure hearts that hold your hand in darkness
To see you smile they'd pluck the farthest star
You'll know them when you're facing distress.

Those who love your soul are one in a billion
Your place in their heart is unchangeable
Through eras and endless reincarnations
Out of love they'd defy the impossible.

You're my one in a zillion, O soulmate
Your heart loves mine as if I'm your whole world
True love comes orchestrated by fate
Volumes our hearts and souls convey sans words.

True love pertains to the soul, it never dies
With the soul it dwells — alive in paradise.

Copyright ©️ Tina Rizk

Thursday, January 2, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: soulmate
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