In my heart I have this place
Tucked deep down inside where no one can see
No one may enter for in here
All of my thoughts, ideas, and emotions are stored
This place is my personal journal
And day-by-day the pages are filled
Some thoughts happy, others sad
But what matters most is that they are all mine
Things that hurt and things that heal
No one must ever know
For someone to know is to allow them a key
A key to my destruction
To allow entrance is to allow emotional fatality
In this place, there are many doors
And to each door there is a key
One person holds the master key
The one that unlocks all the doors
And day by day, one more door is opened
And greater access is gained
One person I don’t deny
One is granted such permission
That one person, Is you
I’m entrusting with the greatest gift I can possibly give;
The Key to My Heart is Yours.
Dear Leo,
A very nice poem leaves one with a warm feeling. Nice to have read it as most of the other poets have started using obnoxious language and poetry is pure and pretty and not obscene.
All in all a good effort
keep smiling
keep writing
regards
Dr Shehzad