Demise Of Love Poem by Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi

It came dancing with bells on
And made my heart race
Its rhythm was strong
Made me dizzy
With thrill of twirl
Ambrosia of love,
I drank
And every thing was blur

But when it left
It singed my flesh
Hurt like shrapnel and spikes
Hurled at me nothing
Is left

Love will always leave its trace
A lifeless hollow
Nothing fills that space

Hollowness grows
Within you then
No emotions, no tears, no fears
For all your sensibilities are past tense

But one. Goes on trying to live again
Left alone in the lurch
Devoid of any happiness or pain