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Hearts Were Hearts
If hearts were hearts,
And heads were heads,
And hands were true to other,
Then who would hold my fickle hand,
In replacement of another?
If eyes were lips,
And looks were words,
How would my feelings hide?
For every time I’ve told him love,
I’ve lied and lied and lied.
posted by Kate @ 11:28 am
9 Comments:
That Is a really beautiful poem, all of them are. i think youve got an amazing talent there, and i will be coming back to read your next one, which im sure will be amazing too.
Hi Kate, I really liked this poem. I haven't written poetry in a long time and it was a pleasure reading yours.
ahh, an update at last. and the wait is all worth it. this is brilliant! (and yes, rarely do i gasp a comment like that. ^_^)
after my first reading of it, i had a grin on my face. then, as i read it repeatedly, the grin turned into a solemn trace of a smile... of acknowledgement of reality -- the reality of lies. *sigh*
Very soft yet poignant words. Sometimes love deludes us and we love to believe it always.
Heya thanks for the comment. yeah ur right, u dont think they mean anything untill someone else reads them.
mate.. is gorgeous!
Excellent writing again. Such talent. You're a pleasure to read.
This is fab
You should write lyrics to songs.
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