A Waxy Heart…
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I have a heart probably made of wax,
a little heat and I cannot relax.
If some-one’s crying I cannot comfort,
but cry myself,wonder why I’m that sort.
Watch a movie, emotional scene hits my senses,
with a lump in my throat I take my chances.
Tears roll down rapidly down my cheeks,
get awkward when my wife at me peeks.
My eyes well up sooner than any pool,
at times feel that I’m some-kind of a fool.
Sensitive, soft and an emotional soul,
undone, incomplete and never whole.
Never cold but always warm and concerned,
a person to love but never to be spurned.
Never calculate, plot or deceive,
trust and as they are I them receive.
That’s me and that’s the way I have always been,
a crooked self to my side I’ve never ever seen.
Be good, do good and expect the same always,
does not matter goes wasted or it pays.
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Comments
Have you written this about some other person or about yourself as you would like to be but are not….!?
Well I was joking…..
A very good poem..no doubt
And a gem of a person is Krishna, who wrote this.
Krishna,you are full of ideas and thoughts and they come out one by one as the day goes on.A good poem.
I am not what I say but what you perceive...
I am not what I give but what you receive.//
I am just a normal young fellow,
I am my true self when I am mellow.///
Revealing my self in my thoughts,
telling my state in varied words.//
At the end of the day I am here to fade away,
it's just a matter of time before I sway.///
To be dead and gone,
into oblivion all alone.//
Would leave behind these roads,
traces of me in the form of words.///
You will see many changes from time to time. hopefully, all constructive 
First stanZa as always superb….get wavy later on, a bit I guess..
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