The Key Of Heart

The Key Of Heart prose poem

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Gazing at the keyboard
Then gaping at the screen
Heartbeats scribbling suggestions
At blank paper of mind, naive
Love, a word ringing around like temple bells
This is what he spoke, didn’t he?
Consciousness went dazed
A dreamlike modified reality illuminated
After making it through a storm of fear
Now it seemed good and clear
Fascination and long-suppressed dreams
Flying around like colourful ribbons
Love demanding and daring arose
From hollows of despair and silent urges
Young, forgetful heart lured into what was
being called a bond
Breaking some old threads, wove new
fantasies
Eternal love and soulmates — showering
delights felt so divine
Then trembling fingers danced on the
keyboard
Three letters, making a yes
Wrapped in the delusions that everything said
was true and lasting
Commitment, a word she wrote on her heart
Breathing in a dimension familiar but new
Believing he will make all her dreams come
true
Brush away her every deprivation, heal her
every wound
With a blink of his eyes
Taking her to his colourful world, where
season of romance never dies

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Muhammad Khalid Khan
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A very beautiful heart touching poem.I enjoyed it

ammu sachariah
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Beautiful creation.

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