Imprisoned By My Own Heart' S Gate Poem by Nero CaroZiv

Imprisoned by my own heart' s gate
If I could only weave out the route of my escape
My mind is stunned, all the paths, all thoughts are blocked
How can I break love's heavy burdening locks
Submit myself to the sweet rapture and games of love
And face the cruel torture of mocking loath

I went to sleep last night so jaded at hour late
When all the flowers had long ago closed their budding heads
My eyes were left to the dark ceiling agonizing contemplation to hesitate
When my heart to contend with turmoil eruptions so high, so great
The grey-eyed morning sent its rays upon the foaming tint roofs
The pert and nimble steeds in the stall strolled aimlessly trodding heavily with their hairy hooves

So strong is the appetite
For being loved, so absurd, so definite
That though we know its profitless
we never learn to forfeit it in effortlessness
The hind that would be mated by the lion
Must die for love. as we are aware of the danger we do cross the line


Does love need love in return
What makes us rush its oven flames and rapture to be burnt
What force us to seek that reciprocity
And cannot help but to yearn for it
If transgression, I tell you of it
And if my blame, I shall avow it


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