A tale of a heart...

I was happy and lone,
I was in my safe zone,
You came knocking down at my heart’s doors,
Even though it was doubly locked.

I said go away but you insisted to open,
I asked you why, what you want?
You said with an explorer’s curiosity;
That you have always wondered what’s behind.

I thought you were innocent and I unlocked,
The first one went down easily but the second one was hard to let go,
Here I was with my world open, we chatted for a while,
You said you never thought it is so beautiful inside.

I asked you politely if you would want to come in,
I knew you did and I knew I did; so I let you in,
We got to know each other more,
You asked why were the doors locked?

I replied with my eyes filled with salty waters,
That I am scared of being weaker,
You said a heart this pretty made you fall in love,
Accepting it with all the secrets and the fears.

You claimed it and I welcomed you,
You stayed with me in there and I did let you.
I painted the walls of my heart in your favorite colors,
No more locked doors and no more borders.

And then you changed your favorites stating that you were bored,
You didn’t like the walls anymore and wished to explore more,
You wanted to leave, walk straight out of those doors,
And one day you were just gone.

I waited and waited but the walls were torn,
I was in misery I was in pain,
I felt too weak to stand,
I crawled my way back to the doors to shut them again.

But as I stood there I realized it doesn’t matter anymore,
I don’t care who walks in or if any one walks in those doors,
I don’t need to lock them now that you have left,
As you took everything that my heart once owned.

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[Saddam]

But as I stood there I realized it doesn’t matter anymore,
I don’t care who walks in or if any one walks in those doors,
I don’t need to lock them now that you have left,
As you took everything that my heart once owned.

Thought it is painful but life never stops.
You realizing it and it is all good. Look for positive side and paint it again with other colors.
Great write dear friend.

[Aayushi]

Yea we can always paint it with different colors but I think before we do that we should scratch away all that is left from the old color. thanks for the review. :)

[zunie frost]

wow ... this is really amazing !!! a sad story !!!! but really nicely written ... the flow just kept me reading !!! love your work !!! thanks for sharing !!
100% ratings from me

[Nitesh Mahabal]

Thats the touch of first love, college life memories flashed back. great work there. I came back after long time n i read this one. Nice work

[Aayushi]

Thanks for the review.

[Mayank]

I like the usage of various metaphors here, the simplicity of this poem makes it better.

[Aayushi]

Thanks Mayank.

[A. Amos]

In such an elegant way you shared a delicate subject of betrayal...as always simply amazing!

[Aayushi]

Thanks for reading. :)

[MsJewel]

Hearts break and bittersweet memories linger...Hopefully as the heart heals the memories become less painful. I can feel the emotion in your words and you have touched me...


:) Julie

[Aayushi]

Thanks for reading. :)