Don't get too close if you forsake immortality -

consider this your first wave of yellow warnings.

I am still my mother's child, I remember every thing;

so with carved words like these and my bragging heartbeat,

watch me as I seal you in all my letterings,

until you find Death on his knees, calling me a ***** cheat,

no grave can keep you buried if you leave it up to me

to adorn you in forget-me-nots and singing elegies.


Copyright © 2022 by S. Y. Kalindara. All rights reserved.

It's the kind of heartbeat
that pushes you forward

I can hear your heartbeat
Ticking time away
My heart is right there with you
Yet my mind has gone astray

Beauty is a heartbeat
Ticking past the hours
The rhythm is dancing through
A mythical garden of blooming flowers

My pulse aligns with your heartbeat
Beating together as one
Each night I feel your beat, beat, beat
As we both watch the setting sun

I can hear your heartbeat
When we're a million miles apart
I know you'll never forget my words
But I will never forget your heart

I’ve stolen your heart beat
snatched straight from your chest
I placed it inside me
to give my own heart a rest
but it’s a step and tap out of time
to the rattle of rock and roll
I didnt want to skip a beat
to the rhythm in my soul
I pulsate to your heart rate
threw me off the beaten track
not knowing if it’s a heart break
or I’m having your own heart attack