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I knock at the door,
of the hearts of people I come across.
Some open and share,
Some discard and humiliate.
Is there anyone,
who will plunge in the depth of my heart,
and take out whatever he finds.
All that is there,
might be only stones and scars and thorns.
But is there anyone,
who will cherish them as a lost treasure,
making it his own.
I am still knocking,
at the hearts
of people I adore.
good write...conversing type...words frank as the message there in...accept me or not, at your best...10
Well written with a deep sence of acception of the person you are, and if you look at every corner you will find beauty within the heart even if you must stumble first upon its thorns....... Bonnie
what I got from this was a poem was ' take me as I am' I think that's how it has to be, otherwise we're trying to be changed or molded into someone else's idea of what we should be..
what's within one's heart can very rarely be the other's...however much you may give, there's always a bit that's your very own...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 7:37:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A longing to be wanted to feel accepted nice concept! ! ! ! ! ! Asia