Everyone writes about love and compare it to their heart but no one bothers to say the other way. Here is something for my heart, which is my love.

Postulation, prayers for a dying heart...

Humbly I bow down before thee my beloved heart. The days are less, the hours are less. Oh my dying heart, you had a small life. 7 months like 7 years like 7 centuries, can you survive another battle. Injecting the rays of hopes whenever the heartbeats are low. Thy shall live for ever in my mind and soul. The memoirs of my heart, the impulse feeling, the low pressure moments, the bloodless battles, the shy full introverts, the paralyzing hardship. Thy arteries and ventricles commands the mind and soul. Why thee have to die, why thee have to go.

Be the snow white and resurrect the day I kiss you, enchant the soul and mind. Increase your beats, increase your pressure. Let the mind go inane, let the soul go insane. You are the one, the only one, the heart, the beat, the pulse. Break the soul, break the mind. escape from this eternal life. Thy bloody veins pinching the soul, thy scruples pulses hurting the mind. Let you rest in peace, let you resurrect from the blood. Don't let this hopeless hopes be remembered as heartless hopes. I am concerned about you my heart. Who will cremate you, who will bury you, who will give you the kernel of life. The sanctity of heaven, the analogue waves of thee is reluctant to reach my mind, my soul. Its the days of digital life. Send me a digital heart and be my digital pulse. Thy shall be my love, thy shall be me. Oh my heart, resurrect from the perish. You are the one, revoke the scars, revoke thee from the diminishing pressures, from the lowering pulses.