Art of Heart

It craves air, it bloods life
It beats love, it breeds lust
Radiates hope, coagulates hate
Heart is the border of beauty and the beast

The flying balloon, the floating bubble
The flower blossoms, the fire blows
The assorted sweets, the shredded cheese
Heart is a bowlful of feeling

The tear of smile, the kiss of word
The honest hug, the hint of caress
The sting of warmth, the tender ache
Heart is the thing to be touched

Cold and frail, innocent and blind
Crazy and clumsy, wild and shy
Broken but stubborn, lost but liar
Heart is never ending drama

The unknown ocean, the light from dark
The moon on pool, the silent war
The instinct bark, the ego talk
Heart is the lonely last fighter

poem by Maria Sudibyo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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