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Kishamore Sep 2016
Sometimes
painful memories are
the beautiful demons
that entice
our mind and heart
at the same time..

They hurt
our breaths intensely
and makes life
little unbearably difficult.

But
sometimes
they're also
the delightful angels
that helps you
to get through
the ultimate phase of
transformation in life.

So
"revere the pain,
and
honor the memory..."


© Kishamoe

On the fabric of my heart
I needle your name
I know about my LOVE for YOU
Let God know about your LOVE

I sit within YOU - my Goddess
YOU sit within me - my God
And with every drop of blood
I carve your name in my heart

Why should the pain of LOVE
Suffer the one who LOVES?
Why the one who is drowned
In the fire of LOVE
Be subjected to volcanic fire?

My body is bleeding with paper-cuts
Of YOUR blood
I'm my BELOVED'z and
My Beloved is ME


Part 1 of six part series of poem


Without YOU, I'm nothing
Without YOU, my world doesn't exist
If you're there, I am alive
If I find you, I find myself


You are my Mecca masjid (Muslim)
You are my Vatican church (Christian)
You are my Jerusalem synagogue (Jews)
You are my Banaras temple (Hindus)
You are my Gaya stupa (Buddhist)
You are my Khajuraho Parsvanath (Jains)
You are my Amritsar Gurudwara  (Sikhs)

I wander to every place of worship
I read every scriptures and pray
I am pathos of your LOVE
Chanting your name
This is my only purpose of living

Only when you've gone away
I've understood my LOVE for YOU
Don't break the thread of LOVE
I'm delicately tender in your LOVE


Poem: Part 4 of a 6 part series of Poem


I write thousands words
For my BELOVED everyday
My each cell is a word
For my BELOVED

To whom should I send
These cells of LOVE?

Within YOU I live
Yet I seek for YOU
I search YOU in you
And YOU live within ME

I left my knowledge & my wisdom
I left my family & my friends
I left my profession & my livelihood

I live in your consciousness
Now that's my only work

YOU come and reside in my eyes
I haven't seen anyone
Since I have seen YOU
YOU and I are one
Let the cosmos pronounce
My LOVE of YOURS to everyone


Poem: Part 3 of of six part series of Poem


LOVE is a matter of fate
So why I should be ashamed
Of this societal chains
To hide my tears of LOVE?

I drink every drop of
My BELOVED'z being
I worship my BELOVED'z existence
I thirst for my BELOVED'z every cell

Why should I name my BELOVED?
My BELOVED -
YOU are my only LOVE
With every breathe
I inscribe YOUR name on my heart


Poem: Part 2 of six part series
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