About hearts…


Sounds of beats I hear every single day

and some kind of peaceful joy appears on my bay.

Like music they make my soul fly away

because they brought the life to that lonely castaway.

Another rhythm now is echoing inside.

There is another purpose to exist and fight.

A precious love arose to claim its might.

My heart just woke up and found its guide.



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One Response to About hearts…

  1. Mama says:

    ЗАРИ,ти си невероятна!4 години по-късно,поезията ти звучи по-силно!Зарочвам да се
    съмнявам кое етвоето поприще!!! с обич МАМА

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