Eternal Surrender Poem by lalitha iyer

The child
at the feet of mother
figures her toes
and licks her legs
and finds solace
climbing up the way
and sleeps with love
embraced in the lap
the milk of life
is brimming in the breasts
and milk of heart
is streaming in the looks
oh, what a sight
to see the innocent kid
surrender at the mother of wombs.

At bed, at nights of love
when the lovely maiden
unveils her naked emotions
and shares her feminine wishes
of beauty and eloquence
and creeps into the land of a man
and sleeps in peace surrendering all
the body underneath
and blossoming life in her forms
faith of life and future born
the night is born, a true knight at birth.

When by pain and misery
your limbs ache
and dreams are over
and dramas are finished
now, at an age
when hormones dont function
and harbours dont ships berth
when body's nakedness irks
as the skin shrinks
and face wrinkles
and all tales of teens
turn into wasted frames
age when emotions solidify
and equations merge softly
when the inner aches
surface and charge you with shakes
in a crowd you are an unwanted make
then, as you lift hands above
and pray with heart felt gloom
there when the tears roll down
and simple life teaches smiles
the Surrender is sorrowful
yet beautifully mould.