Language of the Heart
A heart a reservoir emotions sacredly stored.
The variable level of experiences when overboard..
The good the bad the ugly be it a cocktail taste.
The ups downs in life's journey nothing hesitates..
Sequence of series, images; a flash of the past.
Connects to reaction, considered strangely outcast..
Interactional rules when emotions are permitted.
Banning the outlet outbursts and coldly restricted..
Hurt eyes, no moisture, no hint, no despair, just fear.
Stifling all urges to express the language of tears..
The stress in life controlled, no emotional revelations.
A toll on the health resulting in physical complications..
A secret weapon, stimulating words, exploring deeper.
Intense pain, sadly pushed to be heard, the healer..
The stillness at night, before slumber the spirit steals.
When twilight falls, pins its curtain with a star, to conceal..
The pain and a pillow, to share the language that smears.
Relieved the twin rivers overflow, spilling excessive tears!
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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