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Heart


The Stylized representation,
of this hallow muscular organ,
Perplexes minds upon the brink of insanity,
The reflected image of a shape
you deem worthy to call love,
In actuality is the deformed muscle
filled with nothing but such blood,
No love abides in such a desolate place....

The mind holds love,
Not that of a deformed organ.

Submitted: Tuesday, November 01, 2011
Edited: Monday, December 12, 2011

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  • Lyn Paul (1/12/2014 7:14:00 PM)

    A great write and being something that we never think about. Thanks for bringing it to our attention. It certainly won't kill romance. Congratulations (Report) Reply

  • Serban Raducu Bogdan (1/12/2014 5:35:00 PM)

    The poem is good but it shows how little you know about the anatomy of the human body. Deformed organ is a horrible way to say that it cannot hold love. What makes an organ to be beautiful? Why is the brain beautiful? Why isn't the pancreas a deformed organ. Because you don't like that the shape of the heart is not like in valentines cards, it doesn't make it ugly or deformed. I personally adore the shape of the heart as it is. It is much beautiful in it's complex shape with it's arteries and veins and it's EKG. (Report) Reply

  • Krishnakumar Chandrasekar Nair (1/12/2014 2:26:00 AM)

    This deformed muscle pumping blood
    Is where we place our hands and swear
    When in love or in an emotional flood
    This is what we do with affection willingly bare..... (Report) Reply

  • Jacqui Broad (11/2/2011 10:53:00 AM)

    This is great! I'll agree on your statement - it all begins with the brain. The heart is the innocent victim that must feel the pain for another organ's stupidity. That's what my haiku heart is also about. Good poetry... :) (Report) Reply

  • Harindhar Reddy (11/2/2011 5:31:00 AM)

    Hey youthful Missy! This is terrific poem from you. Yes everybody like the beauty of the girl physical. And people go round, round round the youthful blooms......Yup! Truth is said......
    However, real love as said in the poem is always from heart and soul that mind of course. |A big high-five to the youngster! (Report) Reply

  • Lenore Lee (11/1/2011 9:09:00 PM)

    LOL. Honey, this is hilarious and in a strange way, true. The reason people say love comes from the heart is because when you are in love it beats faster and makes you blush. Though, the reason it beats faster is because of hormones and hormones come from the brain. I love the way you took something magical and added science to it. (Report) Reply

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