Short Lifeheart Poems
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My heart is yours,
come dream with me,
away from the struggles,
to a place of ease.
My heart is yours,
please keep it safe,
show it love,
never hate.
My heart is yours,
if it breaks your heart
to turn away
but hurts more to stay
then run
run as far as you can
before you can turn back
and as your heart breaks
and the pain grows stronger within you
catch the pieces as they fall
like tears on a pillow
this pain i feel is so severe
yet from it i've grown to be strong
the thoughts of ones who live in fear
as big in heart as days are long
i see my mind and heart must meet
so as to overcome the ache
balancing them will bring the heat
but aslo make barriers break
Woe, to touch the winter’s soul
The depths of slumber
Once filled whole
My heart it trembles at the thought
That it could be ensnared
Assuming then my true control
My might and virtue
I now extol
My heart awakens knowing well
Its life has just been spared
P ersistent , aching, gnawing, throbbing each with its measured degree
A ll these are effortless words describing a state of being
I ndescribable though is pain from personal grief when heart and spirit lay broken
N o beating heart escapes, 'less its doors be sealed, shut and bolted
I broke my heart with time
babies cry
children play
and teenagers kiss each other
new adults cringe
mid adults thrive
old adults seem to suffer
50's thrive
60's cringe
70's kiss each other
80's play
and 90's cry
after one grave
I broke my heart with time
Your ungenerous heart forbear
Can not understand why
From me a generous reply
As from my easy chair
Face storms of life must them welter
Need warm heart to shelter
Don't understand in life your part
Sometimes wish for release
From stingy ungenerous heart
And go to my grave in peace
Beat beat
This heart
Flees along
The water
Frozen
From the sky
Above
What will it do
Where will it go
Hide hide
This heart
Tucks underneath
Muscles and bones
Waiting for it to be
Safe again
Jump jump
Into the dark
And let it flow
As it floats
To its own beat
Form:
I always regret things I
know are real
But my feelings I know
I can't deal
If my heart collapsed
what would I feel
Sometimes I tell myself
I can't keep living
helpless
My mind wants stuff
my heart cant reason
with
My life is like a broken
glass
I can't fix the pieces
from the past
TODAY I learned from past mistakes.
TODAY my heart mended a little more.
TODAY my heart broke a little more.
TODAY I realized things that used to be lost causes.
TODAY my life got better.
TODAY my life got worse.
TODAY I had no regrets.
TODAY I lived.
TODAY I died.
TODAY was, as always, anything but ordinary.
Never mistake kindness for love
It can be totally selfish
Life for humans not simple dove
Like man who sees a walking dish
It is not love_not from above
Most of what humans want_desire
Is from a heart of self aflame
Selfish motivations transpire
Somehow we ourselves can not tame
Unless in heart Agape love came
A heart is much like life
strong or weak to survive
can be whole
or take a blow
can be black
can be red
can be cracked or ripped feeling about dead
other than your soul
the heart will get you through and flow
A heart is much like life that is sometimes a drag
to the point where there will always be a balance of the good and the bad
Form:
Theirs so much more to him, then what they see. They say he's worthless just because he
never studied a degree. He may not be well educated, but he works day and night.
Provider of his family. He has a heart of gold, he's now very frail and old. Don't pass
judgment, yes look at me. A man with a heart off gold. Now all alone in a world so cold.
Form:
Eyes wide open, robbed of sleep again
Demons knocking, won't let them in
My heart races, my mind pacing
back and forth with the strain I'm facing
What does it take to be free
to keep the demons from consuming me
Turning my thoughts bitter, my heart cold
All the passion, and hope they..ve stole
An empty shell of what once was
now just burnt ashes of...
Form:
This world is rotten
True Chivalry is forgotten
I am the last of my kind
a man of heart among fools of minds
Loneliness comes like a blade
Destroying all I've made
To instill fears
Taking away years
But I will not die
and I will not cry
But will I ever see
what I am supposed to be
What is my worth in gold?
Am I truly this cold?
Does my heart grow icier each year?
Or is this another paranoia-induced fear?
Form:
A heart that bleeds from within
A face without a grin
Tears that never seem to end
Into this world of sorrow I descend
Fearing a life of loneliness
Dreaming of nothing but happiness
A pain that drain my body
A torment that affects me so harshly
Misery that runs mt day
Pills that keep it all abay
Nightmares that seem to taunt
Reality that does nothing but haunt
To heal my heart from within
Is the place I must begin
Years in the past I never knew a heart can break...
Never understood another can just love and take...
Missed having some nice people in my life...
Kept up a shield to keep my heart out of sight...
Now older and much wiser those around see my heart...
Still a bit of a shame this man had such a late start...
All those in my life are covered with my love and friendship...
And never again will I hide and keep desire from leaving these lips...
A piece of you to crush in rubs,
Tender heart in fury and snubs,
Lies in wait to cajole in cues,
As night sparkles to various hues;
I would fleece you with temptation,
Aflame delight in sensation,
Grapple your heart to touch my passion,
Before we shed our confusion;
Ebbed nausea within my desire,
Ignites to burn loves fire,
Timid in total surrender,
In love debase each offender;
Paint moments red with raptures,
Let you flounder in captures.
I now stand silently at a forked road,
But do I dare to Dream?
My sun-filled soul screams to be free,
My heardened heart whispers conformity.
But do I dare to Dream?
Still, the question gnaws at my fleeting hopes;
My heardened heart whispers conformity,
Wishing answers were as light as leaves.
Still, the question gnaws at my fleeting hopes,
My sun-filled soul screams to be free...
Wishing answers were as light as leaves,
I now stand silently at a forked road.
A heart has many shapes and forms...
Some are fragile glass because of storms...
One could be a dresser draw with no handle..
Another could be dark like a wick less candle..
You have some that are warm and bright...
Others might be locked up and ready for a fight..
Mine has some hidden cracks not seen by the eye..
It has been tested over the years for some that
have stopped by..
Hold your heart strong inside, know when to open it
you might be surprised by the ride...
I want to scream.
I want to squeeze my eyes shut
and block out the world
and open my mouth
and scream
and release every frustration, and worry, and ounce of pain.
until my lungs give out
until the storm passes
until everything is ok
until its safe to return to reality
until these tears stop
and my heart mends
but, its not that simple,
and I'm not that weak.
I'll brave the fight,
and although my heart fears the storm
I'll battle through it,
and taste the rain.
It’s a dark month as the coldness seeps into my very pores
I welcome the bitterness of winter with my face turned away
As the winds seem to pick up in this northeastern locale
Temperatures seem to rise and fall upon its own thought
No control, have I, to fight against the coming brutality
For I feel the pressure, the anger, of the season’s young winds
As I, stepping, zipping, not my coat, but my heart against it now
I still venture out, to where my feet and heart allow me to go
my heart stops,
my stomach drops,
tears start coming,and i can't seem to breathe.
i gasp for air as thoughts rush through my head.
i need to run,get away,escape.
then my heart begins to race.
my vision is blurred out completely.
i drop to my knees,as my throat closes up.
i open my mouth to scream, but there is only silence.
what's happening to me?
am i dying?
i can't feel anything.
i can't hear anything.
i open my eyes,i can see.
wait...
where am i?
who am i?
hello?
My Life
My heart has heard the song.
My dreams have been.
I see the day through someone else's heart.
The days drag along.
Each day my eyes grow dimmer.
Life has become somewhat of a dream.
People seem to go along with out a care.
I pray, I work, I live alone.
I don't feel the life.
The life that should have been.
My mind can't seem to sing the song.
I heard from my heart for so long.
What has made this life so strange?
Nothing can stop the pain.
My heart has heard the song.
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