Love And Separation Poem by V P Mahur

The music that filled deep joy
In our loving combination
Hearts deeply with deafening
Chaos in our separation

The singing of birds would fill
The heart with sensation
Now cuts the heart into chucks
With a sure determination

The pink of lips had soft touch
Like a red rosy creation
Now have become burning coal
For an angry hesitation

Feelings were then uncontrolled
Like sense of violation
Now they have turned like dead
With to and fro oscillation