The way of Love

The way of love

is never sheltered

As in possession.

Nor is it ever sheilded

By any envelope of white feelings

for neither can you capture, ever.

As glass bowled sunlight

by a precious chasm ,

As beautiful colours broken

by a lonely prism,

A million pieces of delight

In one glorious spread…

Or should one seek much more

behind this misty pyramid of gusty dreams ?

along the long walk no one treads ?

Those who ‘belong’ to me

know i am but value,

Being the sum of many parts

of a lost ‘commodity’

called love


  1. Madhumita


    A hard truth expressed with such lucidity! Commodification of emotions and feelings in our capitalist minds!

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