WHERE'S LOVE GONE

WHERE’S LOVE GONE

People coming down from your altar

Down the slopes of the mountain

I was climbing up the shortest route

Steep rocky falls down under my feet

Watching them moving down slopes

Said they, all that have to be attained

Are ours now the long grinding up hill

Trail has ended for us we are free and

Bestowed with all that we wished for

But then how the return downhill when

The light of love devours one wholly

And become one with no leftovers

I slipped on a rock was hit by the fall

And balancing on a foot was happy to

Watch the party looking at me and

Moving away they could hear my shout

Yet there wasn’t a care all feet hurrying

Away with hands tightly clutching the booty

Cold love in diffused light and dead looks

The luster of love were all made up masks

Once the earnest faces with hands raised

Were they all deceptions of the tricky minds?

Love’s chemistry having only one quality yet

Changed into pungent fumes of acid cocktails

Miracles in the dark splotches of the Moon

Hidden under the brilliant highlands light

Where’s love’s never failing ever trust worthy

Moon beams thou hast promised will engulf

The earnest face and raised hands turned above

Is this a hibernation mistaken for a swoon?

A half baked mind dreaming itself to be the heart

The frog of the well denying the ocean existence

Here I let go oh lord of my grip on the rock and

Into the well woven net of your compassion that’s

Famous for the sure catches of your faithful ones

And lift them up to your altar to merge into your love.

A vibe's pangs

A vibe’s pangs

Her hands dangling down like pure white marble carved

Like her heart that poured moon beams cool into my head

When we went around the crowded village fair stalls, the

Clinking of glass, my heart beat so fast, a sweet jab on it

I placed the pang in my heart’s depth where we met again

Blue and green and red so dark they were part of her hands

Why it took so long to be back in their place, my fault it was

Poor thing I held her hands the music from her hands n voice

Told me that it was the beginning and end of our lives, it’s time

I took her home with me I can’t stand this pang that burns me alive

To The Diving Board

  To the diving board

I see your face dripping morning dews always
 you stand so close yet do not see my heart
you don’t Stay as one but a thousand in your mind

Not your fault you are snow flakes in winter

 I try to put you in one piece in my heart

But the wind of changes drags you back into bits

Look at my photo and I see you in my heart
touch my photo and you touch me in my heart
your whispers to me I hear them in my heart
  your roots have gone very deep into my heart

The heart listens to prayers yours and mine
 your mind belongs to your heart only like

The waves belong to the depths of the sea, you

Dive deep and deep into the mind’s beginning

Where a door opens to one heart yours and mine

When you find yourselves in one piece in my heart

I wait for you there remember a dream come true.

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About this poem:
I'm the heart