Love

By Dr.B.Senthil Visagan

Stanza 1:

Treading on

my reflection of the day

On the puddles,

Splashing it off

Carrying the murkiness

on my feet

Overdrawn by the murky skies

With no shadow by my side.

I continue my stride

In a dragging gait;

All for a wait,

To see my light—

My one true love.

She is the dream

that makes me sleep

She was the weaver

of the Cotton

That wound up

the wounds that

had wound me up.

A driving fuel to walk

The walk of life in flames.

Stanza 2:

She acts as

a pebble ignored,

Sinking to the bottom of water

As I throw her away

When I am at the bottom,

sunk in thoughts.

Diamonds are everywhere

The beauty of which at eye level

But you my pebble

Stood solid against torrents

In times of darkness

Glittering brighter than the diamonds.

She also is the guide to an adage—

If there's Bargain in Love,

Then, there's no love to Bargain for.

Stanza 3:

With all rising tension

She smiles

To keep me cool

Not minding

the build up of tensions,

Getting carried away

By the gust of emotions

As it all becomes heavy

pouring down like rain

To wipe off my tears,

Keeping all

her thundering emotions

Away from my light.

Stanza 4:

She watered me down

with her tears

To nurture me to a sapling

That has now taken it upon self

To Branch out to reach the skies.

While all festive

for men walking on water,

She,I deify, My dear God—

who walks on fire

To cast glow on me,

My Dear Mother.

Stanza 5:

With sweat

To bear me sweet

For I, looking at her

As my sun—

gravitating to her,

My entire world—

revolving around her.

She is indeed my Sun

Having borne me light

after eight and a half months,

Just as the sunlight

Reaches earth

After eight and a half seconds.

A pillar and recovery

In my sorry and glory,

She will always

remain my primacy

Just as in infancy.