(102) Love's Lure

(102) Love’s lure



Love’s Lure.
Yonder a picture on the wall,
A mendicant with a motherless child
with a bowl of coins to proclaim
his double penury jingling, jingling,
a young tender girl sheds tears
to share her love with lone sufferer.
Oh! The four –lettered word Love,
with myriad word-- counts and meanings:
when Love’s anchor unfolds
the arenas and offspring are many,
The history of creation
for all propagation and procreation
is due to love, conjugal love,
Adam fell out of Love for Eve,
an act of negation and for
Mankind’s immediate incarceration.
A slave’s manumission sought,
out of love for freedom,
and dignity for his self.
The Almighty protects His creation
out of sheer Love,
His clemency for the cruel,
Forgiveness for wicked and vile,
is it not for the love of
His own creatures?
Just as a musician plays
with his notes,
the poet puns with his words,
Out of sheer love for his artefact,
A stroke of brush for the painter
to paint the love’s lure,
A pure love for hi s profession,
The entire universe in nocturnal silence,
for humanity is locked up
In the web of love,
If it were not for poetry and creativity,
Would I translate my enriched thoughts
Into poetry that ruled the roost
from Chaucer to Gillian Clarke
and to Philip Larkin,
Oh! My love, I dedicate this piece
So that you may have PEACE for ever.