Sunday Poem By Madhu Sriwastav

Sunday Poem By Madhu Sriwastav

Love in Poetry

The Sunflower looks expectantly towards the sun Where does the sun look? Does it look back at her? Or merely shines in its glory Spreading its golden shine Elated to have the whole of creation at its feet In love when a lover is left longing As the sunflower longs for the sun It becomes need based An Unequal uneven plane When did logic accomplice? one loses balance and falls in love! as the trunk matures It does stoop but breaks beyond a bending point... Love in later years comes filtered with experiences Longing finds voice in verse Dignity becomes prime Love meets in poetry And finds satiety When lovers are distant and trapped in one's concerns To make efforts to meet.