Poetry
Art of the Heart
It is the heart of the matter
That brings one home or
Takes away with duty in mind
And doubles control on our cruise.
Is it perfecting the present?
Our gradual moving away from
Gifting our now to someone
Like almost coming close to that part.
This week that age of the world speak
About new streets that can change tomorrow
For winning the quest to chase forever
And the need to be with the elegance of the time.
The slope that we seal with approval
Become our ultimate expression in climbing back
The crown that becomes off the menu
Can never be on the wishlist of happy feet!
Our jumpers of body and mind
Can turn into a new leaf and Magnolias
Of proposals that split from each end
Proudly constraint in a capsule of the bubble.
The see that remains unseen for long
Is like a triangle that engulfs Bermuda
A model of behavior that should be
Forecasting for diamonds that remains in heart!