Flute Heart Poem by Sanjukta Nag
Flute Heart
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.
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
'I am a fallen petal of Cupid’s wreath' such beautiful words, I love this poem.
Great metaphors with philosophical touch you made a musical heart for your beloved.................Awesome poem....A joy to read again and again..10++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 5:43:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
For I am a fallen petal... mesmerized and so visual Sanjukta...very beautifully scripted..