LOVE

Like the ice melts down from mountain tops,

Into different streams, each on its own,

Relationships too have different forms,

Even though compact like a water drop.

Love is not just a carnal bond,

A physical interaction between two souls,

It is all-encompassing in its divine meaning,

A rapturous cohesion of the cosmic whole.

Love needs no words to support itself,

It's a feeling that exists, an eternal light,

It can be a beautiful garland of words,

Or golden silence, glowing bright.

Love does not bank on lust or selfishness,

It gives and by doing so increases,

It is devoid of basic instincts and selfless,

An inner joy of everlasting peace.

Love is an exchange of harmonic thoughts,

Spoken and grasped by those who know,

It is not dependent on words or lines,

It reflects its aura on the faces' glow.

A silent message read by the eyes,

Devoid of falsehood, clean of lies,

Defying concepts, breaking barriers,

When  a heart smiles and a heart replies.

It is the song of eternal youth,

It is the joy of the garden of bliss,

It is the basis of all creation,

And cannot be confined to hers and his.

It is the ultimate revelation,

Sublime beyond expectation,

Higher than what the mind can know,

But seen in a blush and a shy brow.

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palewingedpoetess's picture

'Love Reclasped'

and do not warriors fight for
such said reward themselves
as do not poets scratch their
achingly scarred hearts
with the tip of their own rusted
dull pen sword drawn from
their own personal hell
in such bowed humble mortal attempt
to but touch even the tattered dirty edge
of all you have just mentioned
so many valiant souls die in loveless vain
seeking that inglorious rocky plateau
were it but for love
God's finest intention
to draw man nearest to Him
through those very longings
bursting forth from the self
in such fiery, near unquenchable
intervention..............
(March 17, 2011 1133am)

 

Well, at least I gave you something to chew on for a bit eh Sir Poet!? Great piece and to think from so long ago too. It churned the fire in my pit and made from mine mind these fiery words of my own spew forth to spit. What can I say you are good that way at drawing conversations out of me without even talking. smiles .........you know who! ........... so why type it?

deborahrussell's picture

Beautifully written and expressed. My favourite passages... "It gives and by doing so increases...Devoid of falsehood, clean of lies, defying concepts, breaking barriers."