Heart beats

Heartbeats are not like monitors

Beeping over your head.

They are like musical instruments

Playing the finest tunes to please you.

However, they may be the violin sometimes

And the drum at other times.

You may be the cynosure of all eyes

Or the black sheep of society,

Yet, once you place your trust

In your heartbeats, oblivious of the fact

Of what others think about you,

Your heartbeat will add meanings, multi-layered

To your tiny and yet so beautiful heart.

Your heartbeats have the guts to face

The penumbras of modern complex experiences

And the grace to appreciate arts,

Well-crafted, engaging and contemplative

That stimulate the aesthetic sense of people.

When breasts are caressed softly,

The heartbeats increase rhythmically,

When lips are touched with masculinity,

The feminine in the heart beats lovingly

And when the hips are touched soothingly,

The heartbeats dance musically.

pramila khadun

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About pramilakhadun

I am the holder of a Bsc degree in Food and Nutrition from S.N.D.T University,Pune,India.Have taught this subject in a private institution for almost thirty-five years.Currently, I am retired and travel alot with my husband Raj, daughters Dr Rajnee and Priyum and son Airline Captain.Had my first book of poetry published by Minerva press, London and other two in Mauritius.More coming soon.I love poetry and enjoy reading poems of poets across the world and I feel Destiny Poets is the right place for me.

8 thoughts on “Heart beats

  1. Parneet Jaggi

    The poem is a nice relief in the midst of catastrophic circumstances bringing to surface the essential human trait and capacity to love and be loved.

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