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The universal religion called Love
I am an ardent devotee and
Although I may stumble with words
Gestures of love help me bridge the gap
Surely it’s a feeling which has to be felt
When love resides in your soul
Making it the only hymn running across your mind
Love transcends all limiting boundaries
Opening our mind to new vistas
Traveling through the journey of life
Becomes so easy with the religion of love
A sense of gratitude engulfs me
Shielding me from the prying eyes of hatred
Seek within and spread love all around
Born out of love is our existence
Continue to live and leave a world full of love
For our children look up to us as teachers
And let us teach them the religion of Love

© Amitav
 Apr 2014 Marie Christine
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alone
 Apr 2014 Marie Christine
lia
it gets better*
they all say
but it has been
365 days
and everything is still the same
i am still engulfed in my sadness
and i am still
oh so
completely
alone
I wanted to write/type/say
exactly how/what/why
I felt
but somehow
the paper/screen/air/mouth
stayed pure and empty
somehow it could not
have described it
any better
how I feel right now. inspired by today and all its events
As a grown man
I have to steal
what you could
never give,

and make
what you
couldn't live.
I collect

and acquire
and mold with
fire, and
send it through

my charcoal filter.
What I'm left with,
a mellow sting
sipped before

the end
of a
bittersweet
fling.
About my dad who was killed in a car accident when i was twelve.
It's not out of anger but of the realization of having to learn from other men in my life.
First love is stumbling upon an unfamiliar path
A gust of wind in your sails,
You try to ***** the danger from above
But misty clouds serve as a veil
That's the thing about first love
You can't turn around now that you've departed
You just have to ride it through
These seas left uncharted
When I fell in love with you
It was like the Big Bang
A celestial cataclysm
And the world was no longer blank

And you were a paint brush
And all it took was a small splotch
To fall and color rippled across the page
Ambiguous like Rorschach's ink blots

And you were a match
A catalyst for the spark
You burned the bubble wrap
That was restricting my heart

You were first life
In a cold and barren land  
The bud of a rose
Bursting through the ash

And you were an explosion
The Big Bang which created the cosmos
Before you there was nothing
Until you were all there was
I realize the Big Bang was an expansion, not an explosion, but for the sake of being poetic, let's just say it was an explosion. :)
He always told her
He liked the way
The moonlight silhouetted her face
And she always told him
She liked the way
He held the small of her back
When they swayed

And they had a hideaway
Where they always found each other
A park on a lake called Otisco
They'd walk and hardly notice the time
Gone by
And one day
He took a pocket knife
And carved their initials
Into the bark of a dead
Tattooed tree

They came every single day
And even though it belonged
To the community,
They felt it was theirs

And the sun rose and set
As did the moon
And they took time with them
And the soles of their shoes grew old
But this remained their spot
That they would always go
And they both wished they could
Freeze time
And lie on the grass
And memorize each line
On each others face
As they were now

And the wood on that tree
Slowly decayed
And the two lover's hearts grew old
But they were still every bit in love
With this park
With each other

And that girl
Now walks through the park alone
With tears falling down her
Wrinkled face
And she never notices the stares
And that tattooed tree had fallen months ago
She's beginning to forget
The exact lines in that boys face
Or the exact way he held the small
Of her back
And nothing scares her more
So she sits at the bench
She donated to the park
With the plaque that had
Their initials engraved
In dedication to the lovers
Who loved this park
As much as they loved each other
And she longs for the day
They'll walk beside each other again
When she makes it to the Pearly Gates
Until then, she'll just put one foot
In front of the other
Getting older with her shoe's soles
Walking in the echo
Of the love she once had
I was walking in a park today and I saw a tree with a bunch of initials engraved in it and this idea just came to me.
I must be a *******
For falling in love with you
And you must also be a *******
For loving me too

Of all the types of self harm
You were the sweetest
And when I wanted to shut everyone out
You were my one weakness

And you must be a *******
For trying to pick up broken glass
But I am not a sadist and I won't let you
Hurt yourself whenever I crash
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