Written by Bella Fernandes
The kind heart was on a search for a destination.
Walking through thorns and sinking into water,
Trying hard to handle the situation,
As if it’s going to get cut in a slaughter.
It pushed itself harder to reach to the shore
Slipping every time but the efforts were well worth,
Love and time is all and never asked for more
How can a kind heart experience hell on earth?
Walking a few steps ahead of all
Trying to hide from everyone’s sight,
It heard a loud cry on the other side of the wall,
And followed the sound during night.
Someone standing there looked faded,
Trying to adjust it’s sight,
Tear drops collected at the corner waited,
To roll down in the dark hour of night.
A calm voice echoed around,
You have built walls too high,
And kept no windows open to be found,
It’s now time to let yourself fly.
It was hope standing too far,
Asking the heart to never lose it,
And to embrace all it’s beautiful scars,
Leaving behind its kindness a little bit.
