Some say the heart’s an *****
that plays a catchy song,
It’s very simple. Just two beats
and we must sing along.
Some say the heart’s a teacher
of lessons we should know,
With every beat it doth repeat.
But alas I’m a bit too slow.
Perhaps the heart’s a lover
that seems what they say most,
And so we chase each other round,
till we give up the ghost.
Use your head and not your heart
I think I heard that too,
You’ll be safe and wiser then,
but is that really true?
Do not wear it on your sleeve
was my dear mom’s refrain,
Or you are destined to commit
your sins once more again.
But I say let love pierce you once
or as often as it takes,
For there is not a sweeter pain
than when our hearts do break.
And we are opened for all to see
beneath our sorry soul,
What dares to make us human
and seeks to makes us whole.
In that moment my dear heart
alive in death we are,
And happily may fade away,
glad to have come this far.
Robert C. Leung © Copyright 2017
Jan 28, 2020
Jan 28, 2020 at 3:49 PM UTC
Some say the heart’s an *****
that plays a catchy song,
It’s very simple. Just two beats
and we must sing along.
Some say the heart’s a teacher
of lessons we should know,
With every beat it doth repeat.
But alas I’m a bit too slow.
Perhaps the heart’s a lover
that seems what they say most,
And so we chase each other round,
till we give up the ghost.
Use your head and not your heart
I think I heard that too,
You’ll be safe and wiser then,
but is that really true?
Do not wear it on your sleeve
was my dear mom’s refrain,
Or you are destined to commit
your sins once more again.
But I say let love pierce you once
or as often as it takes,
For there is not a sweeter pain
than when our hearts do break.
And we are opened for all to see
beneath our sorry soul,
What dares to make us human
and seeks to makes us whole.
In that moment my dear heart
alive in death we are,
And happily may fade away,
glad to have come this far.
Robert C. Leung © Copyright 2017
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