Thursday, September 28, 2006

HEARTS

Hearts are like doors
they open wide
to all manner of cheerfulness
and kindness...

The lock opens with ease
to keys
called harmony and love.

29 comments:

  1. Only by opening the door of our heart wide, we understand true love. To give is, to love wholly.

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  2. hi dear read your poems.. have you written them.. then you must be very romantic and imaginative.. nice poems..

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  3. Your each n every word is mesmerising:) Love each n every poem of yours...

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  4. short and sweet!
    hello Margie!

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  5. I get those keys mixed up all the time. Kidding, Love it!!

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  6. Some are shut tightly, because they've been slammed so many times.

    Just another view of the 'door'. :)

    Beautiful poem as always!!!

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  7. Unfortunately
    Some not so easy
    I have met such doors
    Seized after years of being locked
    and the keys are lossed
    rusty nailes in the jams...

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  8. Samuru: We need to find the right key to open the doors isn't it.

    Some keys are different and some doors are rust and rotten.

    Love and harmony is fine as long as u find the matching keys to the doors.

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  9. Keys and locks
    hearts and rocks
    one can break
    the other a mistake

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  10. some doors are always wide open while others have many locks and rusty hinges... i guess a lot of loving care can open most of them.
    lovely, margie!

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  11. i wish doors always opened so easy.

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  12. omg so true. keys r harmony n love indeed. or else the doors wont open.

    how clever and aware r ya Margie! HUGGGGGGGGGGZ!

    Keshi.

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  13. but many hearts are locked forever .. and yes true .. the key is harmony and love .. even kindness !

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  14. Margie I came to say Goodbye for a lil while...I maybe 1000s of miles away frm ya already, but leaving the blog world for a lil while is making me feel so sad...cos it means Im distancing a lil bit more from u...yeah I know Im such a drama queen lol, but I feel really sad. Cos I wont catch up with ya until next Wed. That seems like a million years. Anyways u TC and I WILL MISS U TERRIBLY.

    MWAHHHHHHHHH n HUGGGGGGGGGGZ!
    Hasta Manana!
    Keshi.

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  15. gautami
    Welcome!
    Such true words from you!
    Thanks!

    pallavi
    Welcome!
    Yes,I have written the poems
    Thank you!

    don
    Thanks very much!

    sunil
    Thank you so much!

    neers
    "Hi"
    Thank you!

    ash
    Thanks so much!

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  16. pat
    Thank you!

    deb
    Thank you!
    I hope the doors remain open from
    now on!

    oz
    You can unlock those doors with the right keys!

    sc
    Thanks so much!

    priya
    Love n harmony are the keys!

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  17. kai
    Thanks sweetie!

    brian
    Good poem!

    polona
    Thank you!
    Loving care keeps the doors open for me!

    pecos
    Doors can open with the right keys!
    Take care!

    keshi
    Thanks!
    Hugggggz!

    nabeel
    Harmony n love n kindness are the best keys to open any locked doors!

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  18. Keshi
    Don't be sad sweetie!
    I will miss you too!
    Just go and have the best time ever...n know I will be thinking of you!!!!
    C u soon!
    Huggggz!

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  19. beautiful,beautiful, beautiful,
    "heart are like door, they open to all manner of cheerfulness and kindness"

    I wonder why some close theirs to all that is good.This is a beautiful poem Margie, I pray I always open my heart to all that is good.

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  20. Nice...reminds of a song by one of the Beatles "Let out your heart dear
    from behind that locked door."
    George Harrison.

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  21. No keys here Margie, never locked, open to all.

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  22. rob
    Thank you!
    I do remember that song!

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  23. rauf
    That is the best way to live!

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