A Writing Prompt from A Taste For Life on Medium:
What Are The Hearts & Locks of Life?
A heart unlocked, a heart that’s fighting,
wants to love, ’cause it’s exciting.
No key required, its beats are timing
when to love ’cause it’s inviting.
A heart unlocked, a heart that’s yearning,
trusts itself, unskilled at learning.
No key required, forever burning
with desire, no lock needs turning.
A heart unlocked, a heart that’s open,
trusts all words it hears when spoken.
No key required, the trust unbroken,
a heart unlocked no less unburdened.
A heart is locked when it’s been broken,
locked up tight and cannot open.
Scared of the day it’s getting chosen,
fearing feeling, being woken.
A heart is locked once beaten, crushed.
Locked up tight, it’s battered, mushed.
Scared of days it’s feeling rushed,
fearing shining, becoming blushed.
A heart that’s locked will surely mend,
with love and courage, an upward trend.
A hear that’s locked will have a key,
eventually it’ll be set free.