My Heart
MY HEART
Oh, this heart of mine beats a thousand times
and been broken and mended many times.
It was covered with curtains in different shades.
The hues representing pain, sorrows, anger, fear,
doubts, hope, love, forgiveness, joy, expectations.
Purple for the pain and aches for the struggles,
hardships, trials and losses, personal and financial.
Gray for the sorrows from separations, temporary
with hope of reconnecting and permanent, like death.
Red for anger, the times when I felt I could not
take anything anymore and just wanted to scream
and thought of fleeing somewhere to start over
and be free, incognito, away from everybody.
Black for depression and doubts, the time of darkness
when everything was collapsing right before my eyes,
when I felt numb and nothing could ease the pain and
the overwhelming melancholy that I had doubts and
questioned how unfair life was, just like how Mother
Teresa had doubts why there were so many poor people
suffering unlike others, who had too much excess.
Blue for sadness when my hopes and expectations
were in vain and my efforts were to no avail.
Green for hope of making it through, overcoming
the hurdles, the detours, the cross roads of life.
Pink for love, the continuous unselfish love I give
and the love I receive and the love all around me.
Gold for forgiveness for people with heart of gold
forgive and let go of the differences, strife for peace.
Yellow for joy, happiness I feel when I’m with my
loved ones and when we create memories together.
Orange when my expectations are realized and
everything turns rosy and bright, like the sunshine.
White for my Constant Companion, who guides
and leads me the way and at the same time being
alongside me, being with me and for me that
the curtains of my heart shredded one by one.
I’m keeping the white curtain of my heart and adding
a silver lining for this diminutive heart of mine is
asking my Constant Companion with expectation
that love finds me someday, somewhere, somehow.
12/21/20 Curtains of My Heart Poetry Chantelle Anne Cooke
Copyright © Marilene Evans | Year Posted 2020
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