My Free Heart

Some one
Seems unseen
From an unheard cosmos
Beckons me……
Come, join me –
Put thee into me –
I pledge
In turn
Thousands of years
To thee –
– Oh! Sure, take away
All that of me;
My hands… legs….
My head and soul…….
And whatever
And adorned with my label –

But, no!
Not my heart that throbs……
I’d live
Though for a while;
And my heart be
With no bond stamped on it;
And no bandage wrapped on it.

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Born on first Nov 1959 in Mumbai, INDIA. Had the schooling at Mumbai & graduated in Physics from Calicut University in Kerala. Married to M Ravindran. We have 2 boys , the elder is Lt. Commdr in Indian Navy & the younger boy is doing his MS ( Aero space) at IIT Chennai,India. I am working as a MATH Teacher at Kendriya Vidyalaya since 1980. I write poems in Malayalam, English & Hindi. Published a malayalam Poem collection "JWALA" in 2009. Many of my poems have been published in journals.

6 thoughts on “My Free Heart


      Thank you Loius Kasatkin . You got it right. It gives tremendous pleasure to learn that the author’s message is passed on to the reader.

  1. lokesh roy

    Nothing like living life on your own terms !the poem is lovely, perhaps a little anxious in that line – my hands….my legs- on the whole depicting what is called” a spontaneous outpouring of spontaneous feelings”.


      Certainly, lokesh …poetry is indeed a spontaneous overflow of our simmering ,yet powerful emotions……

  2. neelakantan sundaram

    good lines, Geetha ji…i was reminded of a poem, which s actually a letter in the form of a poem, said to have been written by Abraham Lincoln to his son’s teacher..
    ‘Teach him to sell his brawn and brain to the highest bidders
    but never to put a price-tag on his heart and soul’.
    urs, though, is quite different n touching..


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