Friday, January 2, 2015

Being greedy, in love

Love of two men , I am destined to have,
one bethroted to me first, love came soon after,
Other came in winter, to warm up this ailing heart.

The strong and supportive one has an umbrella upon me,
feet firm on the ground,  an unshakeable pole to hold on ever.
Life could just go on without any hurdle, smooth and forever.

It would be untruth to say, that life had no sharp turns,
but with time ,the bends became more easier and farther.
we learnt a lesson with everyday ,to apply medicine to our burns.

The love ,which came with the children, was pure
with no feeling of insecurity, only sacrifice,
the brightest face of love, am sure

The cool breeze of the other , touched my inner soul,
brought out the forgotten child, teen and youth ,
nourised the heart and helped it to bloom.

This new love showed me, how a heart could be expanded,
with a new lease of affection, it made my mind dizzy,
the love hidden, like a apple stolen, gave utmost pleasure.

This new world created, without taking away anything ,
from the one existing, spoke poetry , taught patience,
prepared me to face life with more confidence

I feel like a river, flowing downhill, with a ferocity that has no stops,
affection in me flows the same way for both of them,
both need me and I need both.

You can say, I am greedy , but in matters of heart , more is merry.
All I want is , to retain , both the gifts.
Are we not living in earth and enjoying the sky?
Does not a river have two banks which never meet?

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