Chaotic and bane
for love
was my heart
a dark alley
between
gaunt hope
sullen saint
it remained
until
one day
she walked…
a pristine maiden
oblivious to the
tawdry realm
where dwelled
an accursed soul
desolate and bereft
devoid of purpose
susceptible to new
a xenophobe
an uncompromising
zealot…
equally nescient
she was
as was her
novice soul
that she sauntered
deep inside me…
sullen saint
was inept
in keeping her
away
gaunt hope
realised its infirmity
when both were
brought face to face
with her empyrean grace…
no intellect
no religious harangue
were needed
for they reverberate
in a void
that never made sense…
all that was needed
was a gaze
unrelenting yet delicate
which makes fetters fade…
It was then
I gasped for air
for never I breathed
I leaped in love
that she bequeathed
I ecstatically gyrated
on seeing myself bleed…
from deep slumber
to enlightenment…
from trite existence
to enigma…
from gauche
to grace…
Now I rise and rise and rise
for finally from
naively torpid quiescence
I’m awake as I realise
‘Love Breaks The Distance!’
‘Love Breaks The Distance!
