Heart-less

One day, I took my dear heart;

It had endured enough

For within its delicate walls

Was a labyrinth of wanton passions

Isolated and inconsequential.

 

One day, I took my dear heart,

And wrapped it

In a silken kerchief of Carelessness,

Locked it away in an ivory cask;

Ah! It was free at last!

 

One day, I took my dear heart,

So touted it away in the bazaar

In the hope of replacing it

With a new heart

Void and artless.

 

When finally I took the new heart,

Placed it in the notch –

It cringed in fear, refusing!

Like Cinderella’s glass-slippers

On the wrong foot.

 

I ran like a maniac to the bazaar

‘Give me back my heart,’ I said.

But my dear heart was bartered

Somewhere, hopelessly trying

To fit in a place not meant for it.

 

 

 

                                                                              October 27, 2013

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