Eyes-11

“To fall in love is to create a religion that has a fallible god.”-Jorge Luis Borges


"I can no more wait.
I am spent.
Though it is night and the morning is still away,
I need you to open your eyes and light my way."

[This never ends.] 


  "Eyes," the series of i-poems, has reached its conclusion with these final lines though the journey whose name is love is never ending. Some feel it as pain and some others experience it as the most unearthly of experiences, happiness, joy, and much more. But some feel it the same way as they feel the smell of the dirt in the first rain of June. It reminds them of something, which is neither sad nor pleasing: Inexplicable; just what many others would say about true love. 


Comments

wanderer said…
A wonderful confession of a lover. sometimes simple words say more than long speeches.

regards,
wanderer
ANULAL said…
Thank you...so true
ANULAL said…
Thank you friends..
Terri said…
Sweet both the poem and the dedication. "Eye"'m a little saddened to "see" this series of poems come to an end.(wink)
ANULAL said…
Thank you Tia..

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