Sanjukta Nag

Gold Star - 21,168 Points (05-07-1992 / India)

Flute Heart - Poem by Sanjukta Nag

If you’re going to punch a hole in my heart
Then consider it as a work of art
And drill more six holes with measure.
For I am a fallen petal of Cupid’s wreath
So whenever I’ll take a breath
In the air of my pensive-pleasure,
My heart will play for you like a flute
Carrying sound from the secret root
Of divine symphonic leisure.
Maybe one day the black mountains of moon
Will melt hearing my melancholic tune
While clouds resonate my gloomy melody,
But I am aware of your heart of stone
That’s still sitting upon cruelty’s throne
Will never drop a tear for my rhapsody.

Topic(s) of this poem: heartbreak

Comments about Flute Heart by Sanjukta Nag

  • Seema Jayaraman (9/9/2015 2:26:00 AM)

    For I am a fallen petal... mesmerized and so visual Sanjukta...very beautifully scripted.. (Report) Reply

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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (9/8/2015 2:58:00 PM)

    My heart will play for you like a flute
    Carrying sound from the secret root........Deep love reveals true friendship. So nicely speculated. All lines are in diction and intensive. Thanks for sharing.....10
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  • David Wood (9/8/2015 5:13:00 AM)

    'I am a fallen petal of Cupid’s wreath' such beautiful words, I love this poem. (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (9/8/2015 3:53:00 AM)

    Great metaphors with philosophical touch you made a musical heart for your beloved.................Awesome poem....A joy to read again and again..10++++ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 8, 2015

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