Heart and MindA Poem by Mrudula Rani
Falling in love isn't for the frail hearts;
for love doesn't concern itself with the strength of an organ that's no more than the size of a fist. Love rocks the mind like a raft on high seas on a stormy night, With no guiding light. When mind and heart decide upon a mate for their soul, there is no stopping them from reaching their goal. They fail to foresee the risks of the deal. For the magic of love makes them dizzy With the romantic zeal. Heart and mind pay no heed to the whims and unfair games love plays, They jump into stream of love with hook, line and sinker With their heads first. Soon they know that no defence can survive the onslaught of dribble. Love makes the rules, that change with every scenario. Not knowing the direction love is leading, heart and mind swim in circles of confusion, the desires and demands of love leave them pale. the rigors of passion plays a hard ball with soul. Tackling the longing and the absence of a lover, Is a sea-saw that tears emotions into ribbons, and cast them to wind. Heart and mind make an effort to gather hope and despair, through the haze of rainbows and sunsets, and warm thoughts of lover's breast that drives the mind insane, heart keeps the beat per minute to love's tune like a metronome. Mind utters the lover's name like a mantra to sustain the soul, all through the long spells of desire and hope. The longing arms feel empty and tremble And the eyes have the worst of the tasks, the endless search for that familiar form... Like hunting for Nessie In every puddle and pool. There's never any relief in lover's silence, not knowing the other cared or not, is like being in a desert that holds the mirage of the loved one on every sand dune. Some times the heart wants no part of the other, while the mind can't go on a second Without the lover and wants it come over. Often they pray and wish that they had never met the suitor, Then regret and offer prayers of thanks to the Lord for the probable soulmate. Being in love leaves the soul sick and ecstatic at the same minute. The struggles of love sick soul are made worst, by its house of passion and seat of thought! © 2018 Mrudula RaniAuthor's Note
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10 Reviews Added on May 7, 2018 Last Updated on May 10, 2018 Tags: Heart, Mind, love, guiding light, stormy nights, soul, eyes, passion, mantra Author
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