The heart's words are so unspoken and true.The heart's words spoken and ignored for why I shall never know. My heart sometimes hurt but you repair it with your heart's words. Many may never know but when we fight our heart's ask why. "why should you fight ,if you would rather love"! We may never answer but that's why it hurts when we fight. Love don't hate and peace not war. Let's not forge wars in our hearts anymore for that shall do nothing but hurt our souls. If we shall say we love then it should be true. My soul connects to yours as I know yours is to mine. We love more than we know but only when our heart's have been pierced by words that fly like arrows on the battlefield we call love. Why must we always aim for each other. Have we only enjoyed courting each other or maybe we should court our hearts and join them again.
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Virginia Worthington
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Reflections
Staring back at me, telling me how to feel and yet I cry at the very sight of it. It tries to motivate but instead it makes me feel more than that, the waters I look at are my tears and yet no one to hear or hold my dreams. I open my eyes as everything starts getting brighter and I smile while it's raining. Everything reflects back at me, just watching it all go by makes every heartbreak seem smaller and bigger at the same time. Scared of the future trying to look to my reflections for answers to questions I already know. Dreams and failures all reflect the same way but in different shades of colors. We all see each other but we pass by each other as we reflect it in the water. Reflections of my heart and soul cry loud in pain as I lost so much of my heart, and rebuilding as I stare at reflection, and as I glare to myself crying at this reflection.
By Virginia Worthington7 years ago in Poets
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