"Inside The Heart"

"Inside of the Heart"   How can someone miss, What they have never had; Or smiles become laughter, When one feels... so sad? How long can one dream, For what will never be, Change the ocean's tides, Or stop a swelling..sea? How can one miss a love, That they have never known? Can one just tenderly...pick it up, And then...take it home? Filled with a deep longing... For all that one has missed; Someone to call their own, To know a tender caress. How can someone... miss, What they have never known; Or...know... inside of the heart, If.... it could be ...their own?   Written by Valentine   [under copyright]

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

/"Inside the Heart/"
Valentine,
Empathy is the theme holding this poem. The thread of empathy realizes what is missing even if someone else feeling emptiness may not. sometimes we all see through another's eyes and vice-versa. Beautiful is the heart touched by want and loss. For we learn somehow by the emptiness. It causes us to dream about "what ifs" and what can be's" Beautiful poem1
blessings,
Kathy

[DoormanDan]

These are very true words displayed magnificiently. The flow of this poem is just perfect, and it asks very good questions. This was quite an enjoyable read :)

[SmittyJas]

True love has hit its mark on this poetry start. Inside the heart was a beauty of a dream of love and Strawberry Ice Cream-WIth a short cake for dessert wipe cream Bring out the chocolate jimmies Just to many sweets. Its all the things that makes the Girls sweet. Love this poem you owned it.

[R Smith]

its true, we can never really know that which we have never had, the best poet's like yourself write from experience of love and life as i'm sure the majority of writer's on here have that same experience, i guess its how we learn our trade, marvelous work as usual Kathie, you writing is extremely brilliant :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the questions in the poem.
"How long can one dream,
For what will never be,
Change the ocean's tides,
Or stop a swelling..sea?"
The question of love leave us guessing till the end. Thank you dear Poet for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[ANTO]

Valentine this poem called to mind a word that I heard once and it stuck with me for life - it is a Portuguese word called 'suadades' and it is captured here by you in the form of a poem. To want; to long for - perhaps even to miss something one has never known - suadades. beautifully sentimental writing Valentine from a heart with the same attributes.