(033) Heart Comments

Prem, I'd rather, be burdened Depressed, despised Forlorn and pierced.... Eternally Than heartless be - How can we live You and I - No heart, No love, no prem - No Life! It can not be. Angel

what a masterstroke with your pen. the whole poem is stark truth. who caes about compassion and generosity of spirit. we just bleed and lick our wounds.10

the crosses we stumbled on molded some heart to freeze and live heartless...and living the other shattered crying a river of tears.........sad but true! ! ! ! ! Love, Heart

Yes a rather chilling piece. I feel a shiver or two coming over.