A Breathing Life
Heart,
A Pumping blood organ,
That
Feels pain,
When someone degrading life,
That
Serving only by him.
Heart
Always having prosperity,
Thoughts and dreams,
Becomes living,
When
Blood runs through nerves.
Heart palpitates,
When
Air,
Fills a bladder of lungs.
Breath accelerates heart,
To breathing a life.
Blood, a Traveler,
Delivers happiness and sorrows,
Feels encouragement,
And discourages itself,
When it feels,
Someone had broken him.
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