The Heart

The heart is a liar, it makes you believe
Any number of stories, perchance to deceive

A teller of tales, a false raconteur
An emotional hijacker, down to the core

Unruly, ill-tempered, and like a small child
It’s hard to control, and often runs wild

You see what is not, and you trust what you feel
And after a while, you’re unsure what is real

The heart is a demon, a mischievous imp
It parcels you out, like some sort of pimp

A cheater, a thief, it will have its way
Misguiding, dividing, consuming its prey

Spoiled and selfish, unfettered, untamed
It causes much trouble, and others are blamed

So do not believe it, and give it no chance
To catch you off guard, and ask you to dance
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Staton Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 5:20 AM
Oh yes, the heart does take you through a plethora of circumstances even when your guard is up.
Wise Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 5:47 AM
Agreed 100% Valerie! :)
Faulkner Avatar
February 13, 2019 at 4:00 PM
Very well rhymed, the bitter pain is so visceral, congratulations on your placement in the contest!
Wise Avatar
February 13, 2019 at 4:47 PM
Many thanks Michelle! :)
Laurie Avatar
January 31, 2019 at 11:38 PM
G'day Michael … very good description Michael, but what can we do without the heart - Lindsay
Wise Avatar
February 1, 2019 at 8:51 AM
Very little it seems. Thank u Lindsay! :)
Craig Avatar
January 31, 2019 at 11:23 AM
This poem is a feeling I think we have all felt. You put it down beautifully so creative. - Michael
Wise Avatar
January 31, 2019 at 12:01 PM
Thank u very kindly, Michael! :)
Jeavons Avatar
January 31, 2019 at 11:19 AM
Beautiful but rather sad description of the heart. Still, much truth there too. Loved this poem Michael. Blessings, Susan
Wise Avatar
January 31, 2019 at 12:01 PM
Written during a somewhat dark period in my life. I wrote what I was feeling at that time. Still believe some of it, but my opinions have changed somewhat. Thanks Susan! :)
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