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I AM YOUR HEART...

Friends, have you all listened to your heartbeat?? 
What does it say?? 
Have you really loved your own heart like you crave for others?? 
In this post I have tried to explain what the heart might be thinking or trying to say you... Hope you all like this.


I keep on beating from start to end, 
So that blood flows in arteries and veins. 
I never stop in day or night, 
For your life, till end I keep on the fight. 
I feel pain for even a small cut, 
Oh you don't recognize me, I am your heart. 

Hormones secrete somewhere, but you feel it from here; 
For me you know you are attracted to the person who's standing near. 
I beat faster when you are going on a date, 
It helps you to rush and never be late. 
You only say, My heart says, so I'm wearing this shirt;
I am that heart which never possesses any dirt.


Break anywhere can be mended but if 'I' break its difficult, 
It's a phase where it seems your whole life has made a halt. 
Misunderstandings happen without any intention, 
But it's me who becomes victim and feels the tension. 
Brain may control everything but the body feels it from me, 
I'm your sweet little heart which you have never cared to see. 

As the symbol of love, I have always been shown, 
You search for another true heart neglecting your own. 
If that person agrees to you, you say their heart is yours, 
And if it's a no, to me the pain and suffering you endure. 
I feel neglected for you take me to be granted, 
Seldom you remember that I also need to be flaunted. 


I'm your heart and today I say you this, 
Like hearts of others, take care of me please. 
You may not realize my importance today, 
But without me you are dead, you will know that someday.

Love me like you loved others heart in the past, 
Because when everything fails, only I continue beating for you till the very last. 
Now put your ears to your chest and listen to that rhythmic sound, 
Yes, it's my beat without which your death is bound.



P.S. You have got only one heart beating for you till you die. So love it..


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