Mind Of The Heart

I bleed, as though I'm hurt, by all your pains.
Your blood is flowing in each of my veins.
I sleep when you sleep. I'm up when you're up.
I sup and sip in your portion and cup.

I share in your conscious unconsciousness.
I'm bored with your lazy somnolences.
Your guilt-feeling crushes my deepest core.
I swim with you to reach the other shore.

We're one as the music of flutes and lutes.
Life sap flows freely in our shoots and roots.
Mirages of graves, coffins, and knells torn
Into an endless life, we will be born.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Junaid Avatar
March 15, 2025 at 7:00 AM
Very beautiful poem, Christuraj! There are many evocative and moving lines in this one: "I bleed, as though I'm hurt, by all your pains," and "Your guilt-feeling crushes my deepest core," also "Mirages of graves, coffins, and knells torn" all of these serve to leave a soulful impact on the reader. I do believe you are describing love here; I could be wrong though. If so, feel free to correct me. Anyhow, great poem!
Rodrigues Avatar
February 22, 2025 at 12:47 PM
Interesting write to ponder, Christuraj!
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