Treasure Island

Valsa George


Five Liners no.7. Black Hole


In the unlit space of every human heart
Is an ominous black hole
Growing bigger by the dust and dirt of the present
Lain with the sediments of the burnt past
Drawing to its gravitational field the future

Submitted: Monday, February 03, 2014
Edited: Monday, February 03, 2014

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  • Akhtar Jawad (6/11/2014 2:08:00 AM)

    Although a black hole eats everything it gets closer. But the emotional laws are not like the physical laws. It's your lovely heart having a black hole that eats only dust and dirt because your conscience is alive. It also means your nice heart doesn't allow your clean thoughts and neat acts to come closer to the black hole. That is also an evidence that you have a beautiful heart, creating this lovely poem and many others. (Report) Reply

  • Ed Nigma (2/11/2014 3:36:00 PM)

    I love the ascension here within a timeline. Grows, lays and is drawn from the dust into sediment and beyond.
    Time to fill those holes with a light moving faster than the speed of light. Very Nicely done I enjoyed, Allan Gerard (Report) Reply

  • Amitava Sur (2/7/2014 6:03:00 PM)

    Very well said and very true, only how many of us do realize this. It's a revelation towards excellence. (Report) Reply

  • Joseph Anderson (2/4/2014 12:49:00 PM)

    I thank you for a profound free verse statement. We all must cope with the missing link.
    With great brevity you said so much-a telling write-10 (Report) Reply

  • Dinesh Nair (2/4/2014 9:56:00 AM)

    As you observe, In the unlit human space we may one day find the dark giant of the blown up love spinning and revolving aimlessly .... But in our search for the black hole in love we need not lose ourselves as wisdom prevails upon us to stabilise a little. Still you are cautioning about the human heart in disastrous state. An excellent five liner Madam Valsa. (Report) Reply

  • Muhammad Ali (2/3/2014 11:46:00 AM)

    Blackhole is one of my favourite topic to ponder on.
    This is a nice poem. Relating heart with blackhole. I wish a heart be a blackhole in love.
    And there are examples...
    Just as a mother, when she even died, througout in our life, something from us keep on emitting and traveling towards her ash or grave.
    Just as our beloved heroes may be religious, everyone had become a great blackhole and forcing their gravity from ages.
    Today, i wish a heart be a blackhole. And we can say 'global heart'. (Report) Reply

  • Geetha Jayakumar (2/3/2014 9:44:00 AM)

    Very true said in few lines....
    The Black Hole is getting bigger day by day,
    as it eat us in ominous way
    We feed it with dust and dirt
    and burns of the past.
    Now the gravitational pull is drawing us into the Black Hole.....

    Lovely poem with Great message. Loved it from your pen. (Report) Reply

  • Deepak Kumar Pattanayak (2/3/2014 3:44:00 AM)

    Present, past and future very well narrated as per actions..............Valsa..........nicely presented in five liners............ (Report) Reply

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