Heart

Heart

By Madiha Idrees Motiwala

Every corner is taken 
Every crevice is filled 
with memories of happiness, 
sorrow and guilt. 
\The endless trickle 
of emotional treasure 
The harmony of jealousy, 
content and pleasure. 
\Bleeding in pain 
or hammering in surprise 
My heart throbs in 
continous disguise.

Written in 2000