blazeofglory
12-04-2007, 08:09 PM
Pangs of pains, envies and rivalries sweeping us
Is this love?
Of course love weakens us
Into a state of void and barrenness
For there are likelihoods of breaking
Every time fear envelops us
And the foundation we stamp on can crumble anytime
Do not pretend to idealize it,
For ideal love is in books
All we run after are obsessions and infatuations
As weak as morning dews
For we are after something, indeed after acts of the flesh
We can not transcend limits,
The sensualities of the other hook us to it
And when they slacken
The river of love dries up
We feign innocence, and purity
The sanctimony of it is at stake
Average it out, most failed,
Save a few sanctifying it
When either of the sexes is coerced to surrender
The way Sati in India is persuaded to be burned.
Marriages fail in the west and succeed in the East
The whys are least asked,
For it is tabooed to divorce and
Once you do you will be tagged a social outcaste
Another reason is of an economic one.
They make more and more pretexts of surrender
But deep-down there is a sea of hatred and contempt
For in movies you see idealized love affairs
In realities you come across thousands of cases
Wherein brides were burned alive.
The concept of a joint family structure in the east is a compulsion
Not out of love and infinite compassion
So is what we call love is, but inside full of repulsion
Though sweet and soft, contained only by revulsion
I have seen cases of affairs wherein they are deeply immersed
But as long as the physiques of the either one is sound
When the pillar of love, that is the body, is dilapidated
Every thing ends up in ruins.
I indeed deconstruct the idea of love
Idealized by Plato and by other fools
By mythologies and the rest
Average it out majorities turn sour
Though promising starting with become in a while very dour
It is all sheer impulses, all physical needs
Love is nothing that strong, only fools' creeds
The wise outlive it but the imprudent worship love
It is a sheer hysteria that will ultimately crush
Is this love?
Of course love weakens us
Into a state of void and barrenness
For there are likelihoods of breaking
Every time fear envelops us
And the foundation we stamp on can crumble anytime
Do not pretend to idealize it,
For ideal love is in books
All we run after are obsessions and infatuations
As weak as morning dews
For we are after something, indeed after acts of the flesh
We can not transcend limits,
The sensualities of the other hook us to it
And when they slacken
The river of love dries up
We feign innocence, and purity
The sanctimony of it is at stake
Average it out, most failed,
Save a few sanctifying it
When either of the sexes is coerced to surrender
The way Sati in India is persuaded to be burned.
Marriages fail in the west and succeed in the East
The whys are least asked,
For it is tabooed to divorce and
Once you do you will be tagged a social outcaste
Another reason is of an economic one.
They make more and more pretexts of surrender
But deep-down there is a sea of hatred and contempt
For in movies you see idealized love affairs
In realities you come across thousands of cases
Wherein brides were burned alive.
The concept of a joint family structure in the east is a compulsion
Not out of love and infinite compassion
So is what we call love is, but inside full of repulsion
Though sweet and soft, contained only by revulsion
I have seen cases of affairs wherein they are deeply immersed
But as long as the physiques of the either one is sound
When the pillar of love, that is the body, is dilapidated
Every thing ends up in ruins.
I indeed deconstruct the idea of love
Idealized by Plato and by other fools
By mythologies and the rest
Average it out majorities turn sour
Though promising starting with become in a while very dour
It is all sheer impulses, all physical needs
Love is nothing that strong, only fools' creeds
The wise outlive it but the imprudent worship love
It is a sheer hysteria that will ultimately crush