Destination Of Love Poem by V P Mahur

Love is a river
Filled with the water
Of sorrowful tears
Of the two banks
Like the separated lovers
The flow of water
Is the bulk of
Feelings of love
Which the lovers
Like the sincere preservers
Hold whole heartedly
The waves in it
Are the intensity of
Their painful feelings
The floating weeds in it
Are the old dated norms
Which in spite of
Being broken and torn
Keep on polluting
The purity of love
Sometimes the intensity
Of pain is so high
That the flood of tears
Breaks away the limits
And the water
Overflows the banks
And submerge
The fields of the society
Causing a chaos all around
And they all
With their binding efforts
Again limit the flow
Within the banks
As if imprisoning the love
To avoid the destructions
Of the crops of traditions
This is going on
For the ages
And will go on
For the ages to come
The river of tears
Have to flow upto
Its salty destination
To be merged
Into the world of
Infinite ocean
Forever
To be forgotten