Untitled Poem by Dr Puneet Aggarwal

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Now that you have my heart in your palms
squeezing it, will be easier
the fragile veins creaking through tissues
tormented with pain, roaring to burst.

Hold it gently, a dear request
the petals are tender, dried
Heat of hot summer, yet
has smoldered it with indignation.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 01 June 2013

my heart, my love in your hands, fine expression, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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