Hearts Content
Says: A diehard addict ! Growing where I was not there. Therefore, nowhere— but everywhere!
From strangest creatures we desire relief
That thereby consummates to make beliefs
Mocking a tune that I once heard reach
In time’s own learning—that hides its grief
Those blundered errs, either this or that, becoming a deed
Tempered by long patience, turning to inner leads
Then building towards —high on dares—end of speech….
Thyself thy foe, and to thy own sorrows, thy shall appease!
Now comes yonder —uncared along —for ‘naïveté to seek
Th’t one ☝️ customary—long dwelling,(to know ponder,) rooted in deep
Sacred—It comes ‘from thee, full girdled, in seek
As reasons in season, revealing misty deep
Shall I despair such to a passing feat
Or fit predicaments to undying pleas
A baroness as siren comes to seek
For a thought in silence is restless to reach
© ✍️ Madhu Goteti, October 3rd, 2025
About the Creator
Madhu Goteti
The thrums in the strums and the delights in the humdrum of life have always fascinated me.
It’s that feast of reason and flow of soul; in all that I see and all that I shall behold!
I am an avid lover of art and philosophy!
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