Desperate Heart Poem by William K Duncan

Desperate Heart



The heart is desperate
Desperation incarnate

Compassionate and passionate, it has it's place
But it seeks love with blind eyes
It's reasoning lost without a trace

Lost in the dark it fumbles
Listening intently for a kind word
Love me, love me, it mumbles
Touch me, touch me, it heard

Alone it cries out to the mind for comfort
Even just for a distant memory of a love once had
It drains the soul with effort
And its fantasies can drive you mad

Nothing on earth is more desperate than the heart
A wild psychopath that appears mild until it tears apart

'Want' itself, is its desire
An endless consumption like a blazing fire
And like a blaze, it's soon out of all control
And on the soul, it takes a mighty toll

For a broken heart, who can console?

Wednesday, July 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love and loss
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