Treasure Island

Amann Aroraa

(28 March 1993 / New Delhi)

The Angelic Heart


The angelic heart refuses to believe, that the evil exists.

The angelic heart refuses to believe, but the evil exists.

‘Cause the heart has a soul which is always pure,

Regardless of the might of the evil around.

It is unaffected, untouched, and it shines,

Even though the shadowless night.



The angelic heart cries, when it sees an evil sight,

Such a child, such a child.

It shrinks of shame, snivels of pain,

But what it does, is not lose its shine.

Never think of angelic heart to be less masculine,

It can resist the evil living in the devil's shrine.

Submitted: Tuesday, June 24, 2014

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