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Blank Heart

A heart was Grimy,
Scared and Unprepared;
Broken and Burnt;
Blanked to be charge;
Cold yearning warmth.

A heart on hold,
To feel new heartbeat;
Vibrating with vibes;
To turn ash into blood;
Howbeit, remains a blank heart.

 

 

 

 

Published by annavita

There are innumerable things I like to do, see and experience with life. I am a wanderer most days, but I also enjoy doing things that keep me going in life. I like to read, write, think, dream, listen, talk, laugh and be a human. I dwell my time in seeing the sunrise and sunset, seeing the moonlight, counting stars, smelling the wind from the hills and the ocean. I love the rain, the sun, the snow for all the different weather that I can experience. Being with nature takes me to a state of tranquillity. I retreat myself into reading and music. I love the flow of music into my mind, the stomping of every beat trances my mood into delight. I would love to learn tai -chi, and have peace and universal energy flow into my life, a Pacifist most of all! I always wanted to be one of the romantics. By all means, I am not close to great writers. I am just a dreamer, who writes, reads, doing research. But, my dream is still alive.

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