Poem: A Woman’s Heart


A Woman’s Heart

Walking through the grass,
Feeling the wind blowing,
A delicate white gown taken by storm,
And a lady vision in beauty walking endlessly.

There are times that things may not come in clear,
But most times it needs guidance to secure,
Freedom almost collides with feeling trapped,
A woman’s heart is as hard as a seashell.

When being treated well, She’ll be tame and nice,
When being treated nuisancely,
She’ll be wild and loose all the controls means neccessary.

Yours Truly,


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s