The HeartA Poem by Elaenor AislingTake from it what you will. I cannot even explain it myself.He stood chest bared before the mirror studying searching trying to find the heart that lay within if there even was one. He sighed ran a hand through tousled hair Wondering mourning why he could not see the heart within If there even was one. He sat on the edge of the bed sinking drowning in his quest and the blankets He thought he’d lost the heart if there even was one. He sank farther into his despair wishing longing that he had begun his search A long time ago for the heart If there even was one. He slumped body contorted and limp feeling thinking that he was merely a body a shell without a heart he doubted there ever was one. © 2011 Elaenor AislingAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on August 3, 2011 Last Updated on August 3, 2011 AuthorElaenor AislingLimerick, Ireland....I wish.AboutI am currently a student. I write mainly poetry, a few short stories here and there. I love to read and write. Favorite authors include, Victor Hugo, J.R.R. Tolkien, Tolstoy, Wilde, Alcott, C.S. Lewis.. more..Writing
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