Heart with a burning fire
With needs that feel dire
And the need to inspire
She's told her heart is a lier
As it plays a lyre
For one to admire
Though her heart cries out
It's wails she claims to doubt
It tries to shout
But she argues for it not to pout
She believes it is just a silly heart
That it's choice to love is not smart
A feeling where pain and desire start
Within the feeling we all play a part
Are we the villain with a head start
Or the victim to outsmart
To be torn apart
To break when from the villain we finally depart...
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Poems
ŞiirI write... A lot and I've only shared these with a few people before now. There's no promise they're any good but I write what's on my mind. I hope you enjoy my lovelies.
