Is love ever freedom?

Ripened wounds, stuttering tears,

Gushing memories, fluttering past the present,

Each wish adorning his eyes beseeched each lash of mine;

 He was the sound of the still stream of life,

He awoke the innocence of a child wandering in haven,

He was the white rose fostering peace now lost,

Lost in the frightening wars fought with the reflection visible only to the beholder,

He was the cause, the only cause of each tear that dressed the smile,

But did he know the love I bred for those eyes, the soul, the smile,

The agony that it splurged in the poet’s lines,

And yet through the tears a love, a hope glimmered,

Years passed and his love was breath beyond the soul could breathe in,

It was a golden cage trapping a wild dove; it was a bible of thoughts to be drunk on,

But a bible?…..  the soul couldn’t feast on…

The sweetened wine of love twisted and thickened,

Now the bitter taste of bloodied chains, injecting adrenaline to the mind,

Cleansing it of all its wishes, breaking the strangling chains,

Love and wishful future locked in a coffin lay beneath the ocean of freedom.

Dust and mist, can there ever shine through a clear view of the path.. to early to prophecy indeed,

Seeking the lost song of self in the hymns sung by wild birds lining the paths of many a cross roads,

Sensations afresh bite the flesh,

Words of many a poetic masters walking the line of freedom and love,

Teaching the soul the broken rules, the flimsy notions,

Learning and stamping the blackened laws that suck the color of an opaque orderly life,


I choose freedom over love, Is love ever freedom? is love ever salvation? I ask thee…

Is it an angel or is it the two faced backstabbing demon harboured within it, to be conjoined with it?

Betrayal of sorts darkens.. no rather glistens the heart of love..

Freedom from it.. is freedom from human form..A mighty improbable task,

Yet I choose freedom sans love of the sort adorned by its loving laws.

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