I want to love again,
so what is wrong,
why can't I seem to
get it right?
Why do I look back,
Always back, and never ahead.
Where is that feeling,
why is it not in my head?
or in my heart?
I keep looking,
I am such a tart.
Others seem to find it.
and embrace it they do,
I know what it is,
and I want it too.
Just can't seem to find
my way to where its at.
resigned,
now to live with this black heart.
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Reviews of "Black Heart"
Reviewed by Donna
Reviewed on May 5, 2002
Could it be one has lost their first love.. the lover of our soul, the giver of life? when He is first, all else falls into place.. wonderful poem, i hope you find what you are looking for.
Reviewed by Evelyn Norris (Reader)
Reviewed on April 13, 2002
All I can say, my sister, is WOW!
I know your heart is not black, it is soft and sweet and full of light.
excellent write. great rythmn & ryhme. as for the subject matter just remember "that elusive butterfly of love" was nothin' more than a caterpillar.-steve
Dearest Cheryl,
Maybe you're looking
too hard...
For when you least expect it, it somehow finds it's way to you...
When the time is right,
it will come along...
"Patience is a virture
they say"...
Trixie Love
Reviewed by john
Reviewed on April 8, 2002
The dark helps us see and treasure the light that much more.
Well wriiten...Dark hearts are just the underside of light hearts..We all have a dual heart we just have to try harder to keep the light part showing...;-)
Reviewed by Cathy Montgomery (Reader)
Reviewed on April 8, 2002
Well-written...and with such feeling! No "black hearted" person could write like this!
Reviewed by Shelly (Reader)
Reviewed on April 8, 2002
Everyone has to find their way in this world of love. We will both find our true love someday. In the meantime I've learned to love myself and be happy with who I am. I wish you peace.
Reviewed by Tomas Ughdair (Reader)
Reviewed on April 8, 2002
Hi Cherl,
At least you have still one,just find another one,similar,make a matching pair.
( thought about heart transplants)
Anyway I bet it is not as black as its painted,
Morchuis.
ps the enamelled ones are worse.
Reviewed by Jay Chattin
Reviewed on April 8, 2002
Soft voice and strong emotions make for heartfelt poems and truth. Good Job
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I know your heart is not black, it is soft and sweet and full of light.
Janet
Maybe you're looking
too hard...
For when you least expect it, it somehow finds it's way to you...
When the time is right,
it will come along...
"Patience is a virture
they say"...
Trixie Love
At least you have still one,just find another one,similar,make a matching pair.
( thought about heart transplants)
Anyway I bet it is not as black as its painted,
Morchuis.
ps the enamelled ones are worse.