Mark Anthony Bartolo Poet Villanelle

I'Ve Always Craved For the Flickering Heart

I’ve always craved for the flickering heart
The type that shivers, shimmers but shambles.
No blazing heart could have sustained that part

I wonder why the light heart breaks apart
As if it has always sprained its ankle.
I’ve always craved for the flickering heart

I wonder why the light heart must restart
From where oblivion makes its mouth mumble.
No blazing heart could have sustained that part

This golden heart always seem to outsmart
The blind, dim and the wicked that grumbles
I’ve always craved for the flickering heart

This raging heart would always top the chart  
As it darts out and suddenly tumbles. 
No blazing heart could have sustained that part

The glimmering heart is what I call art,
Therefore, it’s rays of light would not crumble.
I’ve always craved for the flickering heart
No blazing heart could have sustained that part

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