Hut Of Love Poem by Shouvik Roy

I don't want to live here anymore,
No; not in this tyrannical world
Where my tear ducts are dry
And drops don't fall anymore,
But go in and in and flood my heart
Whilst my mind is in drought.
Not in this world that clutters
The arena of my heart, with
Echoes of ignorance, and
Shouts of rage.
Not in this world where mercenaries
Of hatred are killing and raiding my soul
Day after day.
So just let me in,
Clear some space in your hut of love,
Take me in for I will just cover a corner
And never complain, for
I just want to breathe your scent in, and
Write you all day long,
Bathe in your warm pond
And feed on your love,
That's enough.