Let Love Be Innocent Poem by C. P. Sharma

A primordial monolith in first birth,
All around did dullness girth,
It needs more to have the mirth,
I split into two for home and hearth.

I had none with whom to play,
All around me boredom lay,
All alone life couldn't relay,
Life's drama couldn't portray.

As a monolith I had half view,
My other half I never knew,
Other is better half I had no clue,
After separation knew it is true.

In Eden Garden her I perceive,
I was Adam, she was my Eve,
All around the harmony weave,
In faith and trust we did live.

There was happiness all around,
We had our new heaven found,
Somewhere near the Satan hound,
Tree of Knowledge he had found.

Gullible Eve he had seduced
Fruit of knowledge he introduced,
The sinful distrust was produced,
And for Adam, Eve was spruced.

Hide and seek they did play,
All the built up trust betray,
To Satan's designs, they fell prey,
It put their life in disarray.

Selfless love had disappeared,
Selfishness as love appeared,
At true love it always jeered,
All our life now it has cheered.

Love has its mathematics found,
'I love you' is love unbound,
Love is now measured in Pound,
Love is make-up all around.

Love is now in market sold,
You can now buy it for gold,
Love is now out of love's fold,
Money is in our mind and mould.

We have now a made up face,
Beauty's truth we cannot trace,
For artificiality there is race,
We have lost our natural grace.

Our own spouse we don't trust,
Given to other's wife and lust,
Mongrel pleasure is the trust,
Marriage is a great disgust.

Lesson of love, children don't know,
Their basic culture has a blow,
Their parents' identity is in row,
Seeds of discord we did sow.

Marriage and family will be past,
If we don't make amends very fast,
The social fiber it will blast,
If body's ego we don't lambaste.

Let us life's balance restore,
Life has swung the other shore;
Let attachment to body retrieve,
Let us spiritual fiber reweave.

Lest it should be too late,
Lest we meet the Satanic fate,
Lest all around there be hate,
Let us settle issues straight.

Let us recast our love,
Let not the body be its bane,
Let it come to its natural fold,
Soul is its home say people sane.