Battered heart still strong

Tuesday, December 18, 2012 dreams , Love , Love Honour Betray , My Poems , Pain 0 Comments

Waited as another storm hit the port,

Grip slackened, as I tried holding on to the shore,

Tossed, thrown on a rocky boulder,

Bruised, bled, dried and folded...

My battered heart still strong,

Ready to face another storm.

It would be bliss if the anchor goes missing,

I would love to sink, without these longings.

If only the forsaken heart, not a traitor,

Those feeble beats, not a fighter,

Would be another sunken ship unnoticed,

Rusted, raw, untainted yet tarnished.

Viji

Some say he’s half man half fish, others say he’s more of a seventy/thirty split. Either way he’s a fishy bastard. Google