The Four Chambered Heart

Now, where are the words
The heart needs?
Sort through its four chambers
To mix blood for the body to keep moving,
If not forward,
Any motion is better than none.

From chamber to chamber
Soft walls,
Trim dangles,
Ceiling cracked,
Windows frosted with dust.
These images attract hope.

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Moon

Alliteration Poem – Moon

26th Sep’17  ~by Venkat

Move mellow, move mellow
Make my moments melt
Mirrors, mist, melancholy
Memories morbid, meander

Undone

My quiet

Stretches out

Like a web

Of shadow

Words unsaid

Black diamonds

That glitter

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Her eyes
Look inside me
And I want
To hold, touch and devour
Her.
The ache
Left behind
In my chest, mind and loins,

From An Esoteric Perch

in your dire needy urges
made of sense or senseless
made of worth or worthless
made of energy or listless
made of logic or irrational
made of pleasure or pain
made to scream or in silence
made refined or gross

Between Seeds And Needs

notes on a lovely morning…

life, a journey not
of highs and lows
but of seeds and needs

Arctic Love

I loved you for your
cold exterior, the opaque
fog that shielded your
rough innards from
the world. I wanted to
cut you open, and show
you what this world
could be: a warm haven,
eden open once more.

Facing the Mirrors

Has my
Courage
Held up
On my
Darkest days
Have I helped
Those in need
Along the way

Frustration,madness

It rages in my head the hunger for it goes unfed. It crawls around in sludge like an almighty dread, it screams and and groans and claws at my head.