If the hearts could speak,
Imagine what would they say.
A bleeding heart’s plead to its lover.
The cries , sufferings , the wait and the hopeless hope.
If a poor’s heart could speak ,
how intense the feeling will be.
the desires , unrelenting struggle , the dejection.
If a man’s heart could speak
all the plaints and woes.
Tis would not need a tongue to talk
where lies the black snape.
It makes a wound which bleeds and heals
and bleeds again.
I pity at the fragile heart
soft as delicate cotton.
when touched loses its warmth.
The heart inside its core
which surrounds images
Broken , stiff , dusty.
Oh ! How the earth would be ,
if hearts could speak.
Beautiful
Walaikumusalam
very nice poem
Lovely
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