My Heart



My heart was full of love,
And then with sadness,
And that is why I chose to live
With all my madness.

I am trying my best to explain
It all to my heart;
What can you have from me?

Just my sad part.
Oh, my God, don’t ask me
To list all my gains;
All I have to show is just
A broken heart for my pains.

How can I destroy myself?
And cause them no grief?
Lead me to death and everlasting sleep
In your warm relief.

The heart of a human
Is like living flesh With no bone;
Please explain how some people
Can be as hard as any stone.

How can I kill my own heart
And yet still carry on living?
Why can’t I live like people
With no depth of feeling?

About this poem

The boneless tissues of the heart perform the work of pumping blood and transmitting emotions and sensitivity. .

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Submitted by prithvi1941 on June 06, 2021

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Scheme XAXA XBC BCDXD XEXE XFGF BHGH
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 634
Words 137
Stanzas 6
Stanza Lengths 4, 3, 5, 4, 4, 4

Prithvi Datta

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  • ScreamingTiger#2021
    You need something or somebody to cheer you up a bit.
    Hope you find it! I used to write maudlin sentimentality when I
    was a teen but vowed this time to stay upbeat.
    Anyway, I respect your right to express your blue mood.
    Melita. 
    LikeReply2 years ago

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