Listen to My Heart
Poetry flows with every beat
Listen to My Heart
Listen to my heart, it softly speaks,
Through every silence, it boldly seeks.
A rhythm pure, a melody free,
Reciting the poetry that lives in me.
No pen, no paper, no crafted line,
Just whispers eternal, a pulse divine.
Each beat a word, each sound a phrase,
Weaving its song in infinite ways.
In joy, it dances, in sorrow, it sighs,
In love, it soars, touching the skies.
A faithful bard, it will never part,
Listen closely—hear my heart.
Its verses are truth, raw and untamed,
A language of souls, unspoken, unnamed.
Let it guide you, let it impart,
The purest poetry flows from the heart.
About the Creator
George’s Girl 2026
I've been writing poetry since the age of 10. With pen in hand, I wander the realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture you ❤️#Marie381UkWrites
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Comments (2)
How true. Great poem that has heart.
So well done.