My Dying Heart Poem by Naveed Akram
My Dying Heart
I open the doors to a lonely heart,
One of them fights against mine.
His heart and mine actually clash,
Reminding me of a love that died.
This love is futuristic, is coming,
And may the spirit of destruction
Seem to beat in the opposing heart,
So that each of our hearts die considerably.
The door to the heart of hearts is at home,
Where I live and breath forever and ever.
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