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When I give you my heart

Diya Iyer

Style: Poetry

Statement: I wanted to experiment with capitalization and font size to emphasize certain words that parallel the poem's message. By not making the specific situation concrete, I invite readers to immerse themselves in the poem and find their own connections and meanings.


if I placed your heart in my Purse 

would you rob me of my clothes Too? 

i stroll through the mall wincing at the superficial Models shopping for a way to eradicate your Hostility 

can you truly enjoy a pie if you only like the Crust? 


crossing my mind without Waiting for the Signal 

you Force every car to Halt for you 

so you may Stomp back and forth Across the street 

the street that leads into the Freeway of my mind 


claiming ownership of me, Feeding your vanity 

you compliment me, praise my Radiant smile 

Yet it is you entrapped in a forest 

unable to feel the sunlight of my genuine happiness 


I finally solved the maze 

The maze you built around your true intentions 

To find a Sephora at the end 


Now I'm the idiot with a face slathered with paint meant to appeal to You

When you give me your heart 


i Know I have to watch out 

waiting for the day you decide to take it Back leaving me with less than I started with don’t Freeze when I'm gone

leaving me with less than I started with

don’t Freeze when I'm gone


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