The angered heart.
It is the dreams that we chase,
the journeys we choose to embark on
and excellent fruits of the destinations we face,
the cherry profiles be drawn
with the victorious margin we all terribly long.
The joy that retain the heart beaming,
the comfort our souls prolong to endure,
moments leading to insanity and dreaming,
goosebumps felts with footsteps by the door
all by which the pain is strengthen.
Yes the terrible insults were lobbed,
the anger fumed and hearts robbed
of their comfort zone and left beetling,
it was just a defence,
it was a shield to prohibit the heart from cracking.
The easy moment has gone by,
the natural exam has just began
the moment for unity and strengthening has come.
Words can’t mend the soul nor let to slip
oh dear angered heart recalled not the doings of defence.
Such an organ cannot bolster this no more
the pain seem not to be stepping back,
the dawn with no intentions of breaking any sooner,
the breeze of loneliness nights without any pity
mind and think not of acts that of The angered heart.