Marble Heart Poem by Osama Aldeyasty

Her marble heart fails to sail,
Always stands on a lonely ground.
It cannot receive my eyes' mail;
All its beats have a muffled sound.

Standstill your feelings abide,
As if they were made of solitude.
Or do you have a secret to hide,
That keeps your beats so remote.

What makes you young yet so old?
What makes you seem like someone else?
What makes your streams seem so cold?
What makes your words seem so false?

Marble heart, I have felt your chill
Since the first day our tale to start.
But your ice still heats this hell:
Fire in my heart, ice in your part.

A piece of life I was given as a gift,
A gift from destiny! Is it good or bad?
It took my days to a lasting shift:
One day happy, one day sad.

Fate sometimes has strange ways:
One life living in two separate worlds.
You keep hushing our silent days,
And move your lips with empty words.

My warm touches you cannot feel.
My tender kisses you cannot taste.
My heart's wound you cannot heal.
My lips' smile is painted fake.

I keep smiling at your glassy eyes,
And hide inside my wistful tear.
I tomb in my chest his sullen sighs,
And forbid my sadness to appear.

How can I fulfill our solemn bond,
The bond you have asked me to make.
I have thought that you're a godsend,
But can a heart make a mountain shake?

Watch your deeds marble heart,
My love one day you will lose.
A day will come for you to start;
My heart by then forever will close.

The walls of pride began to rise.
The seeds of pain began to grow.
And one day for your own surprise,
My streams of love will cease the flow.

God bless my heart. God bless my soul.
God bless my life now and there.
I have lived in vice after all,
But from this torture I had my share.

Get back. Get back. Don't follow my track.
Sadness in my heart. A burden on my back.



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