My Heart Poem by Anitah Muwanguzi

My Heart

Rating: 3.5

Let's go to the place-
where flowers don't wither and die but live forever
and when we ride the peak of sun-
our passions don't scorch us to extinction

let's make our home beyond the moon and stars
warm airsoft clouds our bed- devoid of thorns


A light bulb that warms my blood till my skin is clamoring to be shed.


the time is never quite enough with you.

I sought logic's counsel when I met you-

but logic deserted me upon diagnosis.

I forget every caution- my heart beats more than a little bit faster-

even my hands are not quite steady-

when you're near.

And yet-

this cannot be-

You cannot be -

And yet you are-

that restlessness that will not let me be-

that impossible endless sweet dream at all hours-

awake- asleep-

your hands-
paint a universe for you and I-

where time stops and starts again-

at the sight of you-

at the sound of your voice-

in the warmth of your embrace,
mutima gwangye.

My Heart
Thursday, September 1, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love and dreams
Suresh Kumar Ek 13 September 2020

tme stops and start again in your poetry, Anitah

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Suresh Kumar Ek 26 August 2020

your hands paint auniverse for you

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Jazib Kamalvi 08 September 2017

A nice poetic imagination, Anitah. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks

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