Friday, March 13, 2009

A Note for Love

Love eternal carries no meaning-
In my lexicon, there art no synonyms,
For it bears everything in itself-
For, it encompasses every word.

Love's a voyage truly beautiful
And it's presence makes life complete.
It's a state of Euphoria Ultimate-
A state of Bliss, state closer to God!

It's a play- a play of trust and betrayal!
The actors put on masks that they hide.
The dances danced are the nights unknown
That sleeping morning in cool whispers blows.

If it be one with spirit, and be it for years-
If it be the first and the last- the only one,
It'll be the flower's blossom touched!
It'll be the Fountain of Youth, the Gods' Jealousy!

For Gods are lonely One! Mortals in Love, Two!
We die, but we can love and make love in all ways-
Known and Unknown, said and unsaid, nay, and more-
True Love's the Only One that even Gods kowtow!