JEREMIAD: "A HEART..." BY MYLISTIC

My heart tires me out, yet it still beats,

Weary it doesn't get, energetic it's,

Neither does it get old, under eighteen it's,

I'd love it to be a tyre, so that it may be replaced.

A balloon it is, yet it can't burst,

It's a ball getting kicked around, yet it still bounces,

What sort of material is it made of, could be diamond?

Ooh I know, it could be vibreniam?

Arrows shot, pierces through,

Pain is felt, so is pleasure,

Sorrow prevails, so does happiness,

It bleeds out of love, so is hatred.

They say, "you've a big heart," sarcastic they're,

A heart that bleeds, with minimal clots,

A heart that breaks, en takes ages to fix,

A heart that forgives, with a mind that never forgets!

© MYLISTIC MASTER PEN 

-Kenya

The poet persona speaks about his broken heart which has been caused by a strong hearted person who has refused to forgive him.