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Saturday, 31 December 2011

ON LOVE

Love is a regent
with an entourage 
there is terror, fear, sorrow 
courtesying even as they hurt
poisoned darts
to make heart tremble
dismantle mind 
wreck hour into minutes
that can never add up to 60 again;
invites embrace
and melting 
and we grip hard to force the issue
or loosely to make for easier dissolve,
or run away 
on account of poverty
(we can't pay the price),
when all there is to do
is caress,
with fingertip
with gaze
word
and silence.   

[From the collection 'Stray kites on string-less days']

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  2. true. enjoy 2012 and thanks for taking the trouble to read AND to comment!

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  5. Lovely poem .... i really like the way you have written it. I like to thank you for your contribution to my knowledge and world of poetry you brought us everyday and as an amateur i learnt a lot from your poems and also from your articles.

    AND I WISH YOU & the Nation Team A WONDERFUL AND A MEANINGFUL NEW YEAR!

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  6. caress,
    with fingertip
    with gaze
    word
    and silence...

    Yes, love is quite bearable that way.

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