Friday, 26 August 2011


Love hits randomly;
From above and below.
Cuts through thin and thick.
Lights-up a damp match stick.
Darkens darkness with light.
Love brings the peasants and the kings together.
It tickles the sad,
Turns upside down upright.
Like a shoulder less snake it penetrates beyond.
Dried river-bed overflow.
Broken wells are watered.
Love paints the world with a thick brush.
Stars startle and wink.
Love makes people marvel of the chemistry.
It makes humble beginnings an inventory.
Turns words into emotional symbols.
Love gives poetry a meaning and a reason.