Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
The Wonderful Heart
The heart is wonderful
And my pies are producing blood
For my body has grown a prison
To refuse it is huge.
The heart and head combine
To meet me in the world after it spoke.
The days are few, and I am few but several
So that I desire and might need a life.
Life has a Lord, one of the mightiest
Who created my body and instincts,
Like the hearer and seer of thoughts
Found inside, above and below;
In actual philosophy I see like him.
poem
by
Naveed Akram
solid border
dashed border
dotted border
double border
groove border
ridge border
inset border
outset border
no border
blue
green
red
purple
cyan
gold
silver
black