To Whom My Faith Concerns

By Pritish Gupta

Try and find what love is lost

Carve a mural, carve a statue

Give them all that gold, yet it is lost

Travel far, travel ages apart, eons even

Some world had life, some love in arms that stay warm

Return to dust, ash burns in warm, 

Let me find, I am hideous, full of lies

Let me crave, love full of what universe never says

Secrets worth all adventures, no gold ever compared

Tell me god, I hate enduring this pain

Tell me king, tell me duke, any higher being 

Where do I find smudged symbols

Broken jewels, broken promises 

Hand and limb, take it all

My mind, have it yours, open eyes

The heart beats, I keep up fight

I would fight, men with nothing to lose

Hold a gasp floating in empty oceans

Waiting a shore, waiting a boat

All in desolate cold, all the marine shines

It shimmers below, yet I dare not dive

I dare not cry, till my love has eyes

Till it has hold, I don't want to feel

I want to release, shackles on emotions 

Anchors of memories, they pull, hold

We dare dream joy, we dare preserve future

I have none to bring to future, I find

All that human finds, faces, likes, dislikes

Something body deems evocation, incantations 

Treasures beyond pirates fist, against your words

I look beaneath, tempting winds, they move

Like stream of thought, the taste heaven

Of which I can only imagine the person I want with

Desire all the lust, all the worth, greed be gold on wrist, Chain on neck, leather on 

waist, do I care big for it

Would I dare betray faith of which I find no existence in

What folly have I committed of asking light where isn't one

I prayed once, had them answered, swindler of words

I guilt even nature to swallow pride

In my humor to bid a better future

Is it for all, care enough for everyone or just one

Held in hands, face on my chest, hair fall on my wrist

Waist to waist, closer than you and I ever be

Tell me lord should I jump in, there shines gold

There are twinkling lights down there

But I pray for faith, find me soul at shore next eon

Next tale, next fairymother visit

Next season, next life

I fall not out to sins even when sins are life lived today

Not to pleasure of bodies, even if the temptation scream at me 

Its no discipline, no meditation, no mediation

But arrogance to ask, I too deserve love for all the leaps I hence took and will take

She who finds me in state she does

Too deserve love, human is all empty but emotions in abundance

I declare love hap- hazardly

But I swear on your very divine and my faith so questioned

Find the warmth, I will burn so alive

The ash will turn Christmas snow

All the gifts so pure, so divine

By Pritish Gupta