Love's Essence will find its Way

adventuressmalik

In the forlorn lanes of my heart's kingdom,

countless flowers bloom in their wisdom.

Where friends find a warm embrace,

and strangers rise to the friendship's grace.

 

When the mind dwells only on one face,

the heart grants her the highest place,

Where cuckoos sing and butterflies chase,

adding music and colours to the heart's space.

 

The air is laden with the mountain's scent,

intellect questions the mind’s bent.

Another person put on the throne?

mysteries of love, no one has known.

 

Thy presence alone inspires my heart

and adorns its kingdom from the day’s start.

Similar to the muse that inspires the poet,

to rise from slumber, to write a sonnet.

 

Rainbows, clouds and the winds convey

the painters paint and the musicians play,

Love aligns the thoughts so random,

advancing the art in God’s kingdom.

 

Selfish thoughts are a talk of the yore,

besides thy presence, I ask no more.

A joyous heart just wants to adore,

he wants to fly,  he wants to soar.

 

Across the seas and mountains fold,

above clouds where dreams unfold.

In a distant land behind a castle’s moat,

the heart will always cast its vote.

 

White pigeons of the Soul’s realm soar, 

when the restrained heart is unable to roar,

Even without a word or something to say,

love's subtle essence will find its way.

  • Author: Max (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 22nd, 2023 05:49
  • Category: Love
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  • Caring dove

    This is beautiful 🙂 I love your poem

    Making it a favourite

    Such a lovely way with words ..

  • Soman Ragavan


    My comments on the poem "Love’s essence will find its way” by adventuressmalik
    The heart has a kingdom where the lanes are forlorn. Both friends and strangers are welcome. Indeed, the poetic heart is unable to discriminate against another human being : all are friends. “The greatness of humanity is not in being human, but in being humane.” Mahatma Gandhi (1869-1948).

    “Rainbows, clouds and the winds convey
    the painters paint and the musicians play…”
    Here we find references to scenes of nature : rainbows, clouds and winds.

    “(…) The love of a wide expanse, of the open sky and the wind, a keen eye for effects of light and colour, especially for the transformations worked by dawn and sunset, a power of seizing the more ethereal qualities of a landscape --- these characteristics he has in common with Shelley. (…)” "SELECTIONS FROM THE POEMS OF BROWNING." (Edited with Introduction and Notes by H. A. Needham). London : Ginn and Company Ltd., (c. 1935). Full acknowledgements are made to the authors, publishers and rights-holders.

    “Love aligns the thoughts so random…” Love is the impulse that arranges randomness into art and beauty and creates the fabric upon which the poet embroiders.

    “A joyous heart just wants to adore,
    he wants to fly, he wants to soar….”

    “Across the seas and mountains fold,
    above clouds where dreams unfold.
    In a distant land behind a castle’s moat…”

    The poet is a fighter pilot : flying and soaring in the skies, over the seas, mountains, clouds.

    “Even without a word or something to say,
    love's subtle essence will find its way.”

    Love has a language of its own, a subtle language.

    “Oh, rank is good, and gold is fair,
    And high and low mate ill;
    But love has never known a law
    Beyond its own sweet will !”
    --J. G. Whittier (1807-1892)
    Soman Ragavan. 14 August, 2023. //
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