Joy Of Love Poem by Prabir Gayen

Joy of Love

Stunned is my self
When you are seen,
Black and white dream,
Your feet are warm,
Like dipping in,
My soul the lake,
Placid and perfect,
For you to hold,
O Love! utters,
With bemused pain,
Like love on shore,
Lashes with fullness,
Lips are like broth,
Where light doth play,
Warmth of rapture,
Like reverie,
You put your part,
On my wonky breast,
It happens with joy
Like feast of mind,
With the empty soul,
Life is a dream,
Sweet and savour,
But no one there,
To taste the flavour,
In union deep,
Mind doth vanish,
Soul becomes then,
Nothing and void,
Love experienced,
Becomes empty,
The gross is grace,
The smile and wink,
Attraction joy,
Physical dream,
Union of bodies,
But all is pain,
Waves andbubbles,
The warmth is joy,
Coldness is nave
Relief from thrall,
Liberation,
From ignorance,
And meeting; merge,
Body is light; aura,
Only Love unites,
Black and white face,
With joy inherent,
Bring stunning pain,
Upon my self,
A dreamless dream,
Above the mind,
On cloistered field,
The fulfilment,
A spiritual
Trance with music,
Deep to be One,
Where minds die,
Bodiless joy,
Liberation
Through eating light,
Of the sprite both,
Light and joy deep,
Love and nothing.
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@ prabir Gayen05/02/2019: 10: 24AM.