Why do you get scared of these scars on my heart?
These silent marks of past courage
that fought high tides of emotions
storming the sea of life under love's rage?
These black battle lines from past wounds,
remnants of ancient volcanoes that
many moments of happiness did damage
burning fibers with molten lava of hate
puncturing arteries with poisonous gases
and leaving the crater to gasp for breath
and forming these dots of anguish
that survive loves' untimely death!
Do not be afraid of the mutilated face of this heart
recreating scenes of recent horror killings of Gaza
now that there is ceasefire here and no damage
let me pray to love Divine; and to seekers of true love
and peace, pay my heart's deeply felt homage!
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Do not be afraid of the mutilated face of this heart recreating scenes of recent horror killings of Gaza now that there is ceasefire here and no damage let me pray to love Divine; very fine poem.. pain, sufferings. horror, killings. mental strain. tony