Heart That Rots... Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
Heart That Rots...
Stuck between the frames and the doors,
Stuck between the frames and the windows,
Stuck those lizards to die and decompose,
Sometimes not even noticed,
Sometimes not even smelled,
Sometimes the skin and skeletons are found,
Stuck between the life and responsibilities,
Stuck between love and commitments,
Many hearts face their early death,
Just like the lizards stuck between the doors,
Not even noticed, not even understood,
Not even cared and left to rot for life.
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4/19/2024 6:10:46 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Wonderful. 'stuck between', 'not even', sometimes not even'...these rhetorical features make the rhythm running till the end. The central idea is unique. You look at things in a poetic attitude.