#Golden heart - by rico

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*I think enough time has passed
to convince me that my heart belongs to you,
and that my smile doesn’t conquer you.
Please,
don’t make things difficult.
Such a cliché phrase...

To try to forget you,
I wrapped my heart in gold,
hoping it would value itself more.
I failed;
your smile still haunts me.
Golden heart, love marked by scars.
You are my redemption and my downfall,
the light that saves me and the weight that sinks me.

And here I am,
in some sort of rock bottom,
with paper and pen,
writing my bitter, raw feelings,
trying to convince myself
that maybe it’ll still be possible to hold your hand.

I was happy,
drunk in a luxurious bar.
In my life,
I valued things that didn’t belong to me.
Two entwined lovers passed by,
and heaven knows I’m a miserable man now.
I admire them;
they have the courage to love.
I once had it, too, but I lacked being loved.

Tinged in blood, bitter feelings.
I wanted to die by my own sin.
This love is red wine, strong and deep;
it’s the drink of the brave, the poison of fools.
I took a sip of you, and now I’m lost.
But I’m hiding in my own gold,
when I sacrifice just one of my dreams
and just one more sad moment.
And you’ll never know
how much I truly love you
because I never told you.

Oh, but I tried to say it...
You are the beauty and pain of a golden heart.
You reflect the best in me,
and also the darkest parts.
My golden heart belongs to this bloody romance.
I let love go.
Your smile would be more valuable
than just mine alone.
But...
but I never will well.

If I were a little more selfish,
I could be holding your hand right now.
Whatever.
My heart stopped seeing
when I locked it in gold.
But it still hears the sound of your laughter
and pumps the same passionate blood
that boils when you’re near.
Yet,
even with my heart encased in gold,
I’ve come to cherish
your bloody heart.*

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i love it...

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@charred trail sorry i forget, luv

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RICO POEM! As usual, your narratives paints a vivid and poignant portrayal of internal turmoil and emotion! Excellent descriptives of the mind's message! NoizeLoves NoizeLoves

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This love is red wine, strong and deep;
it’s the drink of the brave, the poison of fools.
I took a sip of you, and now I’m lost.
🔥 🔥 so real

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ironic cause Gold is the final chapter in my poet's canvas

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*ironic cause Gold

is the final chapter in

my poet's canvas*

- vardomc.
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DID YOU POST?

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Golden heart, golden rain, golden cards,

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remind me of like....Fate or hann by (G)-Idle

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SLAYY666YIYYYYY

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I FORGET A LOT OF PEOPLES :<

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Eehhhhhhb yah no i died :>>>

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SlayYyYyyy

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@steady roost

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RICOOOOOOO

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ANOTHER POEM

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LET'S A GO

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ALSO REMEMBER THAT YOU WILL HEAL

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AND YOU'RE AN AMAZING POET

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AHHHH

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UFHERJLFRWEJFCVB

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Beautiful 🥹

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i have no words, you're so perfect

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@cyan smelt silver heart when?

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before than silver line

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Wow I love this one a lot Rico,
Even with my heart encased in gold,
I've come to cherish
Your bloody heart.
Wow just wow

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I love it

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And sorry late again

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GLAD YOU ARE HERE

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AND THANK YOU KENZY!!!!!!!!!

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The poem is so lovely, ❤️❤️ "I admire them, they have the courage to live, I once had it too but I lacked being loved" these lines r hella relatable, and hits a lot

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Man, this poem is simply full, overflowing, completely loaded with emotion. I don’t even have enough words to describe what I felt reading it. The love, the regret, the internal struggle—it’s all so strong, so deep, so visceral. You can feel every word like a raw confession, an open wound that, paradoxically, shines like gold.
Right at the beginning, with:

I think enough time has passed
to convince me that my heart belongs to you,
there’s an image of the lyrical self realizing they love the beloved—perhaps they’ve denied it to themselves for too long, and now it’s time to accept that they truly love them, that their heart already belongs to this person. But the line
and that my smile doesn’t conquer you
brings the feeling that, even though they love wholeheartedly, there’s no reciprocity from the beloved. It creates the image that, despite being genuine, their smile didn’t win the other person over. This carries such weight, such sincere and profound melancholy, that you can almost feel what the lyrical self is experiencing.
The line don’t make things difficult expresses a plea for relief from the pain that comes with unrequited love. It’s as if the lyrical self is trying, in some way, to force themselves not to feel this love—as if they’re trying to reject the feeling. This becomes evident in the second stanza, where they genuinely try to forget the beloved, encasing their heart in gold—perhaps in an attempt to "protect" themselves from this love. But it’s clear this attempt fails, as the lyrical self admits it themselves by saying the beloved’s smile still haunts them. It’s as if, no matter how hard they try, they can’t get this person out of their mind.

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This is such a beautifully romantic burden—the lyrical self trying to free themselves from the lack of reciprocity but unable to do so because their heart truly loves the other person. The combination of “redemption and ruin” and “the light that saves and the weight that sinks” perfectly captures the contradictory nature of love—the duality of this feeling. It can bring healing while also being destructive. So, even though the lyrical self feels this intense love, it also hurts them just as much as it makes them happy.
The third stanza brings a slight sense of relief, a lightness to the heart. Even though the lyrical self sees themselves at a kind of "rock bottom," they write down their feelings—raw and bitter—expressing their deepest, most sincere emotions. This act carries the hope of still being able to hold the beloved’s hand, painting an image of climbing out of the pit and making their feelings and desires real. There’s hope that the lyrical self and the beloved might still be together because, even though the poem conveys a sense of unreciprocated love, it’s not explicitly stated. It’s more like the lyrical self is trying to distance themselves from the feeling, as though they have a faint doubt about reciprocity and want to protect themselves. But this hope warms the soul, adding a beautiful touch to this love, because in love, anything is possible.

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Perhaps the fourth stanza leans a little more toward unrequited love, with the lyrical self saying they’ve had the courage to love but lacked being loved in return. This shows the emptiness of someone who has loved intensely but never received the same in return. However, this seems more like a reflection on past loves than the one in question here. It shows the lyrical self carries the pain of these past loves. The image of the entwined couple passing by evokes a certain admiration from the lyrical self. Despite their past pain, they still desire a love like that. It’s impossible not to be moved by this—a pure and simple longing for love.

The final stanzas undoubtedly carry the heaviest emotional weight. The metaphor of love as red wine is powerful. It conveys an image of love as strong and deep but also intoxicating and consuming—a metaphor for love’s strength and danger. (True love is strong—perhaps not dangerous, but certainly intense.) The line: "I took a sip of you, and now I’m lost"
echoes the universal feeling of being consumed by an impossible love. (When it comes to love, though, nothing is truly impossible.)
And then there’s this part:
*And you’ll never know
how much I truly love you
because I never told you.

Oh, but I tried to say it...
You are the beauty and pain of a golden heart.
You reflect the best in me.*

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THIS IS THE MOST PAINFUL PART OF THE POEM. The lyrical self confesses they truly love the beloved but admits they never said it out loud. Perhaps it was a lack of courage, as mentioned earlier. Maybe, for some reason, they were afraid to declare their love and chose to encase their heart in gold to try to avoid the feeling. But they admit they tried to say it, creating the image of someone writing a message only to delete it—a cry caught in their throat. This declaration, that the beloved reflects the best in them, is beautiful. It reinforces their feelings and the idea that, even though they tried to avoid this emotion, they couldn’t. This love consumes them.
Even when they admit to letting the love go, it might suggest that, despite their feelings, they had to let go of something they believed wouldn’t be reciprocated.
And the ending... My God, "If I were a little more selfish, I could be holding your hand right now."
It’s as if the lyrical self recognizes their fear prevented them from fighting for their love. They’re imagining how things could’ve been if they’d been a little more selfish and fought to be with the beloved. The idea of having "locked" their heart in gold reflects an attempt to protect themselves that, in the end, only pushed them further away from the one they love. Yet their heart still beats with the same passion, even “encased” in gold. This suggests that, despite their efforts to shield themselves, they still feel love intensely.
And the final line—
I’ve come to cherish your bloody heart—
is the most painful and poetic of all. Even after so much suffering, they still cherish the beloved’s "bloody heart," acknowledging the intensity and sincerity of their own love, even though it’s unreciprocated.

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(it was possible to notice that the lyrical self really loves the loved one, and even trying to protect himself from this feeling, he cannot avoid this love, but here we do not see a clear lack of reciprocity, it is more as if the lyrical self was not even sure of this, he just wanted to avoid a possible frustration or hurt, perhaps even avoid hurting his own loved one, and even having never said that he loves the person, it is never too late to say, it is never too late to confess what he feels, love is beautiful, unpredictable, yes, risky, but it does not deserve to be surrounded by a wall or in this case in gold)

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It was a very long review, I know, sorry, but it's impossible not to be with this masterpiece. a lot of feeling involvedSaberSaysPretty SaberSaysPretty paptcry