Heart Too Soft

I’m rough on the exterior
Jagged shards protruding outward
Much like a small porcupine
Prickly spikes poking, my power

Deep within my interior
Docile fluff vibrating resides
Like a soft tiny rabbit
Downy fur shining, does hide

Too soft for this brutality
Thumping heart quivering, quietly
A drum that’s beating slowly
Roaring with fever, in private

My mind rushes overthinking
Racing in overdrive, fastly
A small bee bustling, frisky
Churning with vigor, quite madly

Love to soft, an emotion
Singing it Melodie’s, sweetly
A song sung smoothly, with care
Flying with flavor, so deeply

There’s a price for adoration
Fondness isn’t constantly, fluid
A flow stops moving, and quite
Feelings do become, diluted

Too soft for this brutality
Thumping heart quivering, quiet
A drum that’s beating, slowly
Roaring with fever, in private

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This was powerful and honest. We build emotional walls to keep others out never realizing we will be trapped inside our self-made prison. But I've said this before and I'll continue to say it, of all the beautiful and wonderful creations in our world, none has yet to surpass the tender heart. Shakespeare asked in his Hamlet soliloquy whether is was more noble to suffer or fight. Walls make it possible to do neither when we shut others out. This was a good read. You always make me think with your writes. I enjoyed.

[Poetic Beauty]

Yes walls for protection

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

A beautiful rose but well protected by thorns. Yes, at times many people fails to notice the beauty that lies inside of others. A drum that’s beating, slowly. Roaring with fever, in private! Amazing One Poetic Beauty!

[Poetic Beauty]

Thank you for reading. I’m glad you liked this poem. Many people have learned over time to have protective layers

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Most welcome!

[Weeping willow]

Nicely expressed piece. Keep the flow of ink going ;-}

[Poetic Beauty]

Some of the people with the roughest exteriors have the biggest hearts and are all soft deep inside.

[Weeping willow]

I agree, the rough exterior is a form of protection to seal away the soft heart inside. I truly understand ;-}

[Thomas W Case]

Great use of the senses. You paint this vulnerable scene well.

[Poetic Beauty]

Being vulnerable can be scary and unnerving.

[Thomas W Case]

Yes, it can.

[Anita Frader]

Lucky are those who are patient and understanding enough to find a way through to the soft core.
Beautiful write. 👏 💛

[Poetic Beauty]

Thank you for you kind words

[Anita Frader]

It's my pleasure 😊

[Writergurl (Mama's Girl..]

Wow, this was a very well written & powerful write.
I really enjoyed this.

[Poetic Beauty]

I think we all have hidden private thoughts and feelings we keep buried deep within out hearts, souls, and minds. Some of us are more guarded than other but once someone is allowed inside it is an amazing place to dwell.

[Writergurl (Mama's Girl)]

I totally agree with you.

[Chris Shaw]

This poem reminded me that it can be difficult to reach some people because they can build fences around themselves. They usually do that because they have been hurt in life. Such a pity, that it’s possible never get to know the real person because they keep their true self hidden. The private person can be vastly different from the one in the public domain. Another fine write PB from your talented pen.


Chris

[Poetic Beauty]

It can be difficult to get to know the person within sometimes but for me it is reserved for those I know well and can trust. Many things have happened in my life to make me as if not everyone deserves the private me. I value trust above anything else.

[Chris Shaw]

I understand that. There’s very few that know me and trust as you say has to be earned. It is key. I have many, many acquaintances, but my true friends I can count on one hand. And those friendships have lasted years:)

[Poetic Beauty]

The same with me. I also don’t like people who I don’t know touching me. I mean a tap on the shoulder or a pat on the back is one thing but I’m definitely not a hugger

[Chris Shaw]

I’m not too bothered about a hug. I’ve given strangers hugs before, if they approach me arms outstretched. That tells me they are the ones that are needy. A hug can be a life saver for the lonely.

[Poetic Beauty]

If I offer a hug it’s different than for someone to hug me if that makes sense. Hard to explain

[Patricia Wedel]

Grandma Clocks Rock… however when you are Young … your Heart 💜 is syncopated as if Skating on Ice… you throw the Dice and give Advice that May or may not work for others. Later in your Twilight Years… you share Tears that belong in Tea Cups with cream and sugar. Be Brave and Keep Warm… The beautiful feathered Birds somehow know when to fly to a warmer Climate. gently, Pat

[Poetic Beauty]

Thank you Pat for your kind words

[Lorry]

Sometimes we can all be too soft for the brutality that is life. If only life could move to our inner tempo, then maybe we would all be happier than life makes us.
Life has too many roars and not enough of that stuff, what's it called?... is it eyes of the night? .......No, sighs of delight! ☺

[Poetic Beauty]

Sometimes I’m too soft and squishy on the inside but much like a man; I hide my soft side. When my feelings get hurt or I’m sad often it comes out as frustration or anger