Inside The Heart

A poem about the heart…
Inside the heart is a small fragile vile
Filled with needles and pins as it passes through time
You constantly pour
In more razors and thorns
Some sand and some stone to fill up the core

Inside the heart
Sleeps the silence of dark
Cradling your good thoughts to the grim and the stark

The weight of your life
And the sorrowful mind
Makes you vomit more demons into the vile
You throw in some hatred, drugs, sex and Satan
Until you start breaking as hell is awaiting

Inside the heart
Conspire the teller of lies
Disgracing your faith to the maggots and flies

Everything now seems as if it is right
Normal life morals sways into diabolic delight
Worship of murder rape in the night
Filling it further with faces of fright
Heart murmured curses, the soul suffers blight

Look inside the heart
There your emotions lay
To be crushed by a world that wants you to die

Your heart is a burden for a higher dimension
Lose all your stress, release all the tension
Fill it with beauty, ignore the depression
Only then will you witness the divine intervention
Your heart is the center of your creation

Inside the heart
You can be your own god
Throned in existence through body and blood
Accept who you are
Inside your heart

By R V
Published: 12/4/2007
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