#1 Candidate for organ donation

#1 Candidate for organ donation

A Poem by KeeD

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Cut me open

and extract my beating heart

I'm in the business of organ donation

you're in it to tear my life apart

 

Salutations to yesterdays flowing love

like a blockage you infest my very core

empty vessel left for dead 

from your parasitic feast galore 

 

I tried to save your life

by providing you with a heart

your body soon rejected it 

apparently it wasn't cold enough

 

I blamed it on the surgeons 

I had my disputes with God 

but eventually I did realize

the very idea of donating love is flawed

 

I'm terminally screwed up in the head

for believing you were something else

you are a heart attack waiting to happen

I'm your #1 Candidate for organ donation

 

 

© 2013 KeeD


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I quite enjoyed the overall metaphor in this one...organ donation or the "giving of one's heart". The heart is just a muscle that pumps blood through the body, and yet we place so much emphasis upon it as a marker for love--perhaps because it resides in our core; the nexus of our being.

I love the last stanza in this one..."terminally screwed up in the head"--a great line, and one that I have thought about myself from time to time.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

KeeD

11 Years Ago

Thank you Sarah
ANTO

11 Years Ago

Thats a good point Sarah. Why isn't our liver or our brain the love marker? I get headache from the.. read more
KeeD

11 Years Ago

Cheers thanks for reading and I agree too much emphasis on the heart as the source of love.



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cool writing on giving away your heart.Nice

Posted 11 Years Ago


KeeD

11 Years Ago

thank you, sometimes pain is the best inspiration.
Some wry and 'cynical' humour, here. And a lovely rhyme to boot. But I can't help going 'ahh' in a there, there voice.

I do hope you retrieved your heart from the wreck.
It may a beater buts one is all your get.

Posted 11 Years Ago


KeeD

11 Years Ago

Ahh, there, there is what I tell myself constantly. How could I have been so foolish.. unfortunately.. read more
Pryde Foltz

11 Years Ago

Let it skip a beat or two
even more
there's still time
and one unsuspecting
read more
Beautifully and thoughtfully composed. I love the idea of using the donation of your heart for a poem. Very well done.

Posted 11 Years Ago


I love this one, beautifully worded and very powerful. :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Woo, sassy this one, full of moxy and resentment. Bat shyte crazy good Kee....a twisted rendition for the brokenhearted, clever the way you spun this one...'terminally screwed up in the head', ha relatable!

Posted 11 Years Ago


This is a good, powerful write. I had to do a project on Organ Donation last year, and people from different places came around to watch me give my presentation, it was a long, stressful time. I had to go visit some people and all but after a month of hard work, I done my presentation and it was a success, so I was happy. Haha. A lovely write Kee, as always. Good job.

Posted 11 Years Ago


s y e

11 Years Ago

Aha, funny. You'd be Keegan no matter what. You got the whole world on your shoulders. :)
KeeD

11 Years Ago

The world is heavy yo, lend me your shoulders :P
s y e

11 Years Ago

Aha, it is pretty heavy yeah but ya know what I mean. Make me look smart on live feed, please. ;-)
There's a sick twist of irony to this, which explains why I enjoyed this so much. This topic matter inspired me for a writing a long time back...but I could never get it right...so I never shared it on the café. I think you just shared a pen-stroke of morbidity that is delivered with a teaspoon of wisdom. Awesome stuff. :))

Posted 11 Years Ago


KeeD

11 Years Ago

Thank you Muse :D with organ donor day coming up, I wanted to write a touching piece on the subject .. read more
Muse

11 Years Ago

of course. :))
Whoah Kee, this poem is wonderful. It's sad and heart-breaking, and its got a lot of depth. It's like i could actually feel the pain and the emptiness when someone takes one's heart and then rejects it What's a body without a heart? The metaphor with the organ donation part fits perfectly with this situation. I loved this a lot. Very well penned:-):-):-):-D.

Posted 11 Years Ago


KeeD

11 Years Ago

Thank you so much :D Still don't let this poem tell you otherwise, handing out your heart can be the.. read more
Poussiere D'Ange

11 Years Ago

Yeah i guess:-D:-D:-D.
I quite enjoyed the overall metaphor in this one...organ donation or the "giving of one's heart". The heart is just a muscle that pumps blood through the body, and yet we place so much emphasis upon it as a marker for love--perhaps because it resides in our core; the nexus of our being.

I love the last stanza in this one..."terminally screwed up in the head"--a great line, and one that I have thought about myself from time to time.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

KeeD

11 Years Ago

Thank you Sarah
ANTO

11 Years Ago

Thats a good point Sarah. Why isn't our liver or our brain the love marker? I get headache from the.. read more
KeeD

11 Years Ago

Cheers thanks for reading and I agree too much emphasis on the heart as the source of love.
don't care too much for the colored words...but....i love the metaphor of this poem...very strongly presented and with really strong sentiment...

i might as well be an organ donor because you are killing my heart...the rest of me should be salvageable...

jacob

Posted 11 Years Ago


KeeD

11 Years Ago

Very well said jacob, I like that, that's the message I wanted this poem to send out. Also i'll rem.. read more

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KeeD
KeeD

Mumbai, India, India



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Hey I'm Kee, I'm 32 and work as a journalist in Mumbai, India. I dabble in writing poetry and do it purely to pump out the creative juices in my being. Thank you for stopping by, live, laugh and love .. more..

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