
Heart felt_ repost ~ Peace ~



For you poems when i pendown,
My head feels like precious crown.
My heart says good job & “Wow”,
Ready with love & a decorative bow.
Will you hear me & allow ?
Or will you turn to say “Not Now”.

I am fine ! I tell myself,
In reality depressed, lonely & hurt.
Too busy right now !
Days, weeks, months, and years go by ,
Without connecting with “Self” don’t know why?
Iβm ok, Iβm fine, All well,
Itβs so easy to say ,
Even when not a easy day.
Have become so isolated,
Days which are gone can’t be back dated.
Why is it so hard to get back?
To even begin, Heart thinks how ?
To build the kind of relation heart needs “Now”.