hearth beats silent frozen
to die between heartbeats
impaled upon lost love
is past regeneration start
it must be remade anew
life cycles life renews......nicely written;
Heart is nothing to me
just a stuff of a body
a rhythmic shaped entity
but the mind, thoughtful feelings
varies itself time to time, place to place, person to person
it rejuvenates the body, resurrects the shape in imaginative world
it makes recycling gyre of life
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hearth beats silent frozen to die between heartbeats impaled upon lost love is past regeneration start it must be remade anew life cycles life renews......nicely written; Heart is nothing to me just a stuff of a body a rhythmic shaped entity but the mind, thoughtful feelings varies itself time to time, place to place, person to person it rejuvenates the body, resurrects the shape in imaginative world it makes recycling gyre of life