Heart

If only hearts could be like islands
There, but out of reach.
No grief, no sorrow,
No love, no heart break.
Away from ties that bind
And sometimes gag.
Free from associations,
Independent and self contained.
No getting carried away
No trepidation, no uncertainty.
Perhaps, it would be good idea to be isolated!
But then, would it still be called heart?

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