Her Trial Love Enslaved ME
Xitizko Mitra Prakash Dhamala
Adelaide, Australia
In an ocean of trial love
She deceives her beloved
From the zenith of dreamy land and sight
She never cares his fortune
Nor his memory
Always repulses the theme of truth
Stubborn in egotism
Being an exponent of love
She maneuvers his thought
She conquers his action
She wriggles along his emotion
Being an exponent
She enslaved his whole life.
Far away in the midst of senses
She described the ancient characters
Shakespearean symbols of love
Keats’ betrayal and untimely demise
She told twice, thrice that
She touched the depth of fairness
She smelt the scent of truthfulness
She saw the confluence of teary eyes
She felt the woes of wrecked hearts
But,
Now she says only once
Those were lost memories
Now those were past panoramas as
She touches the height of fairness
She smells the scent of falsehood
She sees the confluence of rosy lips
Adorned in smile and beam
She feels joy about cheerful hearts.
Being an exponent of trial love
She maneuvers my thought
She conquers my action
She wriggles along my emotion
Being an exponent of trial love
She enslaved my whole life.
Dear Prakash, by whom are you enslaved in trial love??? I want to know …
anyway u r creation is good ….. keep ur spirit of writing up……….