Sometimes,
all you have,
to cherish
& perish with–
is your Heart.

Somedays, it hangs
in a dark corner, lonely
in a closet & sucking
all damaging vicinities
within,

You feel like
you don't own it, it's
just not yours to keep.

But you can wear it,
you feel it around you.
It fits you perfectly &
earns you smiles you
couldn't purchase.

You ooze around
streets, ignoring
drunkards on the booze
in its beautiful colors,

Well, they shout
high at you because,
Your heart you're wearing
is quiet & quite
inevitably romantic.

Like clarity it can be seen
clearly, it breathes soft
zephyrs of confidence
into your bornes.

/If you follow your
Heart, it'll lead you
to a destiny./

Somedays it catches
thorns along the way
so you wear it on the
sleeves to quickly
discover them.

But if you take it
with you, it'll lead
you to /destinations
you'll be ready to
explore./

It keeps the warmth you
need in a tight bag, carefully
cares for it & gifts it to you
when your emotions freeze.

It sets you aglow
Like the fire that
burns in the night,
to enjoy the stars
of a winter night,

till you decide to own
it, to take it with you,
to destinations far &
miles apart.

To treat it with worth
& worthy passion, to
make it work best, when
pure and honest.

The world may not be ready,
But you'll be.

© amtupu_