EMBERS OF LOVE

A blessed world starts,
And ends at the same point,
Nothing matters beyond ,
Nothing before it,

The energy centre emancipates,
Vast blue whirlpools of love,
Immersing self in the watery graves,
So pleasurable and exciting,

At gracious times the point,
Reciprocates in equal stupor,
Oh! for that blissful life,
But what a rare phenomenon,

A life ends suffering tortures,
For that one endearing look,
But encounters dark pastures,
Of misunderstandings and disasters,

The clouds of pain and deceit,
Block the last dying light,
Of dawn that was once so bright,
Pain of love remains at its height,

Nothing else ever matters,
Self destruction tastes sweet,
Even Heavens fail to save,
The Love yearning souls.

The coolness seeps through,
Igniting the fiery emotions,
The self impale enjoys,
The cell by cell immolation,

Only the immortal soul survives,
The killer does not stop there,
Carries the embers into the next lives,
Reincarnations personify undying love....

~Sonali.S.C~
23rd Dec 2002