Heart

Heart has become 

An amorphous solid. 

Even if you stab it 

With your love, 

Blood will not 

Ooze to accept the effect.

Heart has become 

An amorphous solid, 

It will not melt in love 

Though you poke 

It with your lush personality.

Craving for the love, 

It had knocked your door 

With an avalanche of emotions 

In the past, 

But cruel became you 

To offer innuendo. 

Now, it has become 

An amorphous solid 

Which has no pores 

To absorb your emotions.