by ladyjewelDurban, KwaZulu-Natal, South Africa
Apr 2013 665 Views 13 comments
A Heart
With each scratch, with every bruise, with each new scar,
The Heart is shaped and molded.
With every cut that makes it bleed, and thorn that rips it open,
The Heart is changed.
With each new hope, with every touch,
The Heart is woken yet again.
With a gentle look and loving hands,
The Heart is mended and held in hands of love..
The Heart, something ever changing and so easy to have broken,
Yet we hand it out over and over until one day it rests in the hands of,
The ONE our Heart has been looking for from before time, it's mate.
The Heart is shaped and molded.
With every cut that makes it bleed, and thorn that rips it open,
The Heart is changed.
With each new hope, with every touch,
The Heart is woken yet again.
With a gentle look and loving hands,
The Heart is mended and held in hands of love..
The Heart, something ever changing and so easy to have broken,
Yet we hand it out over and over until one day it rests in the hands of,
The ONE our Heart has been looking for from before time, it's mate.
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Posted: Apr 2013
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Comments (13)
Yet we hand it out over and over until one day it rests in the hands of,
The ONE our Heart has been looking for from before time, it's mate.
A very powerful write my dear ladyjewel. First of all let me welcome you to this beautiful corner of ours. Second, let me thank you for sharing this beautiful testimony.
Yes we do keep it going, our one and only heart, until it finds its final NEST AND THAT IS THE SOULMATE. I FOUND MINE MY DEAR AND HE IS MY LOVE FOREVER. HERE. IN OUR OWN CORNER.
Thanks again,
smmerwind
And I am glad you are so happy, i felt it in your writting
Hugs, i am no Poet but I love to write how i feel just so that its out there somewhere.
Lots of love,
Smiles, its 2am so heading for bed:-) xx
However the heart is shaped or changed, it never fails to know how to make people smile. It will always know how to make others smile. And that is something the heart will always do, no matter what shape or change it has experienced.
Here's A Smile to you
With each new hope,with every touch.
The Heart is woken yet again.:: ::
Nicely Said 'A Heart,
Good Poem.
your 'just words' are just lovely
The heart, how strange it is, It can be so weak yet it can be so strong. I wonder what the romantic heart would look like after traversing the mine field of Love? We are now one heart and it beats strong with Love, may it beat eternal.
You are the eternal rose that blooms in my heart.
Your Michael eternal.
know what I mean dear.