THE HEART IS NOT ORDERED
In the garden with flowers, of my soul, filled with corn, lilac and rose, days become eternal, and the heart, Greetings,
your name
I will be,your muse, kindness and love will forgive.
Tears are flowing with me,
like crystal from happiness, they will quench your thirst, when there is no one,
It’s not a creep anymore
You came into my life unexpectedly, like an angel, sent from the west.
With a prisoner in your heart, and you said: I love you!!!
I am like a rainbow,
that comes out after the rain.
I am the warm wind of the blues.
The world seems empty to me, if I don’t see you,
and my heart falls in melancholy
I take the pen and write to love, There I see the mirror of our memories.
All roads lead to me, at you,
at the crowded garden,
with flowers and aroma.
The storm has started,
I have nothing to do,
hail, thunder and lightning.
I sit and wait and keep quiet, may the sun rise and warm us, with tia’s rays!!!
But the heart does not wait,
it is not ordered.
I want to be in your arms.
Don’t let anyone take my place. We both made an oath. Together we shall be,
until the end of time!!!
Prepared Angela Kosta writer, poet, essayist, literary critic, editor, translator, journalist
