Human Heart Poem by Valsa George
Human Heart
What incredible wonder is the human heart!
The great powerhouse that stores up blood
Through pipelines of arteries and veins
Blood is pumped unceasingly from head to foot
The most vital organ, so integral to keep us alive
The great fulcrum of the human machine
That works incessantly day and night
Neither taking rest nor seeking respite
Even within the mother's sequestered womb
To its ‘lub dub' music we are so well attuned
Being fragile with delicate muscles and tissues
It is incarcerated in the fortress of the sternum and ribs
It can withstand many a storm and whirl
But may break through splintering worry and woe
By defiance if on any day, it goes on strike
Alas! All our body functions will come to a halt
Though a sinewy piece of fibrous flesh
Not bigger than a man's closed fist
It is the seat of umpteen thoughts and emotions
Spacious enough to give habitation to many
A wondrous magic casket holding love and hate
A pouch that can contain so much of treasure
A sponge that can absorb so much of pain
A hidden cave to stash away so many secrets
So deep and vast as a fathomless sea
So full of spiraling eddies and currents
Who can fathom its horrendous depths?
Who can explore its hidden recesses and crevices?
At times it lies still like a silent lake
Placid and unperturbed without even a ripple
At times boils and spills with emotions and feelings
Pounding like lashing waves of a stupendous sea
Sometimes like a swift bird in flight
It takes off on wings to alarming heights
Or like a gambler's horse on the race track
It keeps galloping in lightning speed
Sometimes it is hard and resistant as a rock
Insensitive and unfeeling as a clump of wood
There is nothing greater vouchsafed to man
Than the gift of an ever loving palpable heart!
wow I loved this incredible piece of poetry Mam....various functions of heart reminded me of the Sci textbook while in school.....Various emotions of heart and its importance.........wonderful...........Mam Loved the lines......... A wondrous magic casket holding love and hate A pouch that can contain so much of treasure A sponge that can absorb so much of pain A hidden cave to stash away so many secrets so true.....
This is a divine masterpiece! ! ! ! ! I won't demean it by commenting. Thank you, that blessed me! ! ! !
Such a detailed finding on heart both anatomically and behavioral that I am amazed with it. Had i been having this poem 50 years back I would been scoring 10/10 in my school exam! ! ! Ha Ha. Jokes apart, it's a lovely poem to realize the magnanimity of our heart. Thanks for sharing
A wonderful paen to the heart, Valsa, and written with both the traditional view of the heart as the source of feelings and the scientific view of it as a source of blood circulation. You have found an impressive number of metaphors/similes for the heart - gambler's horse, a sponge, a hidden lake, a cave - so many analogies for this king of the organs. Ironically, just above the box which contains your HEART POEM is an advertisement for Heart Surgery. I have been discussing modern spirituality with Marie Shine recently. This poem strikes me as a good example of a spiritual poem, a prayer really, which shows gratitude and appreciation for the good things which bless us daily.
wow! the heart performs so many activities! your ability to describe beautifully-is astounding!
Sometimes it is hard and resistant as a rock but human heart is very lovable and loving palpable essence this beholds. This heart is a wondrous magic casket holding love and hate. But love empowers heart to beat contentiously. Exploring beauty of humanity is duty of nice heart. An outstanding poem is well penned. Revisiting this I feel very happy.
A splendid expression on human heart has been made astutely. The last stanza is much impressive. Marvelous one.10.
Thank you Bethany.....! Since your full name is not entered here, I am not able to access your page! Sorry!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Sometimes it is hard and resistant as a roc Insensitive and unfeeling as a clump of wood There is nothing greater vouchsafed to man Than the gift of an ever loving palpable heart! A lovely thought for the poor heart, that is broken so many times but is always ready to be broken once again.