The Heart

1.A new heart is not given Hearts are being renewed... Old fragments from the past For a new experience.. Those scars of our fathers Buried down within us Trying to balance the present With horrors of the past... We then feel the rage...tears...joy...and laughter We can not fathom 2.The heart beats only to stop Stops to start all over again Time is not it's master It chooses it's pace Slow and steady it beats Capturing very single moment in a beat So when our heart beats it speaks Words unfamiliar to the ears Mysteries to the Mind But pleasing to the soul Words that cannot be decipher Words before time 3.The heart is the philosopher's stone The pot of gold The pillars of our existence It holds life.. Our intuition...and emotion All embedded within 4.Hearts are pieces of the yesterdays Tiny bits of every soul once lived A hitler and a luther Every experience ever felt L?v? ....or hate... All compressed within 1 organ... Guided by rib cages.. Within those cages holds the darkest secrets Untold words,uncanny fantasies Within the it's chambers is the tree of life In it lays the forbidden fruit of knowledge