Hearts beating strong, in rhythm and rhyme,
A symphony of life, keeping time,
Pumping blood through veins and arteries,
Fueling the body, a vital necessity.
But hearts are more than mere machines,
They hold the secrets of our dreams,
Emotions swirl within their depths,
Joy, love, and pain, all their guests.
A heart that's broken, shattered apart,
Is like a fragile work of art,
Pieces scattered, lost and alone,
Longing for a place to call home.
Yet even shattered hearts can heal,
With time and love, they can reveal,
Strength and beauty beyond compare,
A testament to the human spirit's flare.
So let us cherish these beating hearts,
The wellsprings of life, where love starts,
And may we always treat them with care,
For they hold the hopes and dreams we share.
