Love Comes Back Poem by Neela Nath Das

Love comes back
as conspiracy, in
disguise of the Hollow-man,
under the attire of disdain
and utter surprise,
we dance, without knowing,
the hatred behind it.

I know, fire can't walk
over water and
water flows to
put out it.
Still, belief is a
betraying word
which makes us believe
that heart has locked
before, before the
first day when this
beautiful earth
saw it's first
morning, innocent
and unblemished.

I'm thankful
to you, as you
opened the new
door, where
intelligence
is worn a cap
of cavity!
(Laughter!
Laughter!
and Laughter)

My grief has
turned me
into, Jimmy Carter!