The Heart Heist
Don’t you call me? Don’t think of me?
Give me back my heart, robbed in daylight.
How can I forget you in this life?
Enliven my soul, with your benign smile.
Embellish my mind, with your gentle grace.
Leave me not in silence, to moan in pain deep.
I shall be, waiting for you, till my breath lasts long.
The edifice of our love, will not crumble;
for it is built of, thoughts and feelings true.
Don’t try to test the, pulse of my sacred love.
Come and, sit on the, throne in my heart sweet.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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