Religion Of Love

Why roam in deserts of hate,

climb mountains of showy valour

waste life in the sham of living,

come for the pilgrimage of love

it’s a journey that knows not the end.

Yes, the road is hard, path devious

So what! March forward and clear

a path leaving your footprints of love

for lovers to follow paving their own,

revelling on the new discoveries

of love's unrevealed dreams.

A year has passed one more rotation

of the planets, the sun chases a new dawn

opening up new destinations defeating

all odds, customs and worldly affairs:

count not your wounds, whimper not

for your pain and million sorrows,

worship the moments of bliss you had

in the shapely arms of your love

double it by reliving  them, be yourself

celebrate life with the religion of love.

Walk on life’s lovepath, celebrate

your love life with kisses all the way

life is a lover’s kiss,if love is

your only faith: live it with love

enjoy the raw pain of the world

vowing not to deviate half way.

Sabita Sahu