HEART

by Ravi   Aug 31, 2008


God gave me life, filled in a body,
that's a machine.
It has parts, some seen. or unseen,

One of them is very very soft,
It beats, runs and stops.

We call it Heart, which God kept clean.

It has width, It has weight,
It has length it has space.

All can be measured, this way or that,
Short or long, overweight or underweight,
Slim, fat or any size, I mean.

But it has love too for my friend.

How to measure it and by which tool,
I am not able to measure and gone fool.

Whatever way I weigh it, it's still more.
How much is there, I am not sure.

I remember I gave u some, but it's still full,
Can u help me, in solving the puzzle?

Perhaps He has given u a balance to weigh,
Can u weigh it and say?

How much I gave u and how much is left?
Which I can give further before there is theft?

Perhaps my friend u don't know,
My Heart is always full of love, it never vacates,

Whatever I give u , it fills up again,
Because u return more than I can.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Wishinguponyou

    Sound good

  • 15 years ago

    by FaithHopeNLove

    What a wonderful poem. It has its own unique style and is very powerful in its simple words. How difficult it is to describe any emotions involing the heart and yet you did such a beautiful job of prtraying how you feel. It is like insight into how you think. Overall, a very strong poem with a deep meaning. Good job

  • 15 years ago

    by Grant Gilbert AKA Slash

    That was a beautiful poem and has created a bit of thought in my mind, i loved the subject matter , you have a different way of looking at things .Well done

    Grant

  • 15 years ago

    by Searching for Guidance

    God gave me life, Filled in a body,
    thats a machine.
    It has parts, some seen. or unseen,,
    there are a few mechanical errors here such as not needing to capitalize the "f" and thats needing to be "that's"

    One of them is very very soft,
    It beats, that run and stop,
    It beats, runs and stops. perhaps this would be more concise

    We call it Heart, which God kept clean.

    All can be measured, this way or that,
    Short or long, overweight or underweight,
    Slim or fat or may be mean.
    was the mean for rhyme purposes or meant to describe the heart?

    How to measure it and by which tool.
    I am not able to measure and gone fool.
    i would do a comma after tool to increase flow, but this stanza is very shakespearean, i like it :)

    Whatever way I weigh it, Its still more.
    How much is there, I am not sure,
    "it's"and period after sure

    I remember I gave u some, but Its still full,
    Can u help me, in solving the puzzle,
    "it's" and can you help me in solving the puzzle?

    Perhaps my friend u dont know,
    My Heart is always full of love, it never vacates,
    "don't"

    Whatever I give u , it fills up again,
    Because u return more than I can.
    i like this final stanza. i made some mechanical corrections and some corrections to increase the flow, but it is your piece, so your call. i understand ur message tho and it's a good one :) keep plugging away!!

  • 15 years ago

    by Fanny

    Another poem that i enjoy of yours! Mmm...this poem speaks for itself. well atleast to me it does. i love the poem that i could read them but also hear them. very well written! keep writing
    -Stephanie