HEART TRAVAILS (An Original Poetry ➕ Analysis & Literary Appreciations)

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In my lonely nights,
I found tweeting birds in flight,
the sweet music burdening,
a beautiful clouds gently drizzling
colliding with sorrow, an ingredient for agony.
The heart travails,
the gangrene of yester dawn,
etched into the bladder
pile the tear racks up the sun
and carry the joy of sadness like a cross

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The Heart travails
Woes stacked in pails like cream.
a sinister hurts rooted like the obeche tree,
makes the soul unable to soar,
flash backs of hailstorm coming in prisms,
like a twig lashing on skin,
the memories are filled with emptiness,
fragrance of loveliness swiped off,
the heart bemoans like a weeping wind,
Clapping and whooshing with ferocity.

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The Heart travails
bumpy feelings, dreary musing
it's like a slurping and slashing of fresh water
on a sturdy rock,
the heart is thirsty, like a empty brock,
for a beloved longing far away
in the midst of adversity, rotten seeds,
stacked up the ground to germinate,
the heart ruminates
over and over gnashing in penury.

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Forlorn for long,
weakened, over and hung
spread forth your bloody tentacles,
mind at ease, spirit at peace,
travail plains above the sea
and feed the heart with calmness,
for it travails and pain must not prevail

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POETIC NOTES, ANALYSIS & LITERARY APPRECIATIONS

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Cumbersome feelings burdens the essence of the mind. In situations when the self has undergone several testing period it tends to coil into hibernation searching deep into it's various tragic experiences and dwelling on them one by one. By no means the heart is a tool that sometimes bears the burdens of the whole self and when it travails it can affect the physical state of the body.

The poem HEART TRAVAILS describes the loneliest period of a man. A stage of stagnancy and barrenness that actually accumulates grief, regret and utter sorrow. This period is a recapture or a bottling of various painful periods piled together. The poem reveals a darkened moment without light, without visibility but totally banality. In some situation it can be as a result of life threatening situations when the body is totally battered and the only thing left is the travails and the crisis of the heart.

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Written, edited & analysed

By @Josediccus

15/8/2018

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