Category: Poetry
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The Unravelled Heart
Not so long ago, I had a silent heart, Still, closed in on itself, set apart, Surrounded, shielded, safe in a seal. Latticed inside with wires of steel. And to reach that ravelled heart, To try and pick those strands apart, Was an impossible, lonely and futile task And my heart’s response : build another…
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On Wisdom
There was a time, I considered myself wise. But the world made me foolish, so I had to learn. And now I realise through life’s travels, That wisdom is rare and precious indeed.