Under the rib cage walls ~
Under and behind these ribs cage walls
Lies something that will never grow old
So good, it should be in an exhibition hall
There lies, a heart made of love and gold
Go through the bone walls like a ghost
Sail in the vein path with a boat
Go up a few stairs, and get to the door
The door leading to the golden heart
Knock on there twice and ring the bell
Hop on in, and boom bang you are in my heart
Made entirely of gold, but painted with my blood
There is not a single crack in the walls, not any seen
The host, is analyzing every move you make
You are watching the walls, seeing no cracks
Walking around, observing the footsteps
Hoping with your own heart, to make it here
Now, the crucial moment comes
There is a wet cement path through the floor
You are placed in one end of it, anxiously waiting
The host comes into the room, about to announce
You did not let him talk you started walking
Knowing every step was crucial, taking them slowly
When you reach the end, the host has its mouth open
You wanted to walk in my heart, even if not allowed
After your unexpected move, you were kicked out
Left alone in the complete darkness of my thorax
Truth is, your steps were taken to a special room
But, in the same room, lies the biggest crack
my 8th poem, i am just 14. tell me what you think? what do you understand from it?
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