Treasure Island

Mohabeer Beeharry

(23 November 1937 / Mauritius)

Undemanding Love


I long to meet
Someone who needs my love and closeness.
I have a lot.
I want to share.
But everyone has a string attached:
I have nothing.
Only my love.
That much, I can give.
All mine.
It's not made of wood
Nor of dusts or stones.
Pure gold lying unwanted
At the bottom of my heart
Like gems on the bed of a clear stream,
Shimmering.
These I will pick myself
For her who comes.
A dream they say.
But I am not afraid.
Love has stood the hacking of more inclement weather before.
I am like the flower.
It bears no grudge.
It is open
For whoever cares to admire it.

Submitted: Wednesday, September 04, 2013
Edited: Thursday, September 05, 2013

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