Love was once a colourless fume
Flying freely in the open sky
Having enough power to drive my hand
Towards my pen
To write, lines and lines of how
I shall start to live only when I shall be merged with it!
Love then shifted into a man,
Bold and handsome,
Gentle and tender,
Awaking in me, fiery volcanoes
And colossal tsunamis
Making of me, in this process,
Reveal to the world,
The Goddess that I am
Fallen and having chosen to live
Hidden behind the facet of a boring human!
Why, Love, though, chose to turn his gaze away
For the traps of maya’s illusions are so strong,
As to stop the course of Fate
Wishing solely to see souls, like Love’s and I,
Drown in its endlessly vicious cycle of meaninglessness!
Pray, awakened and guided,
I can only choose to remain that which I was,
A poisonous plant dwelling in swamps,
Ready to cause those dumb enough as to approach me
To perish in most painful ways!
Shall I surge forth
When with those pure drops of mysticism
Shall Love choose to dress himself
Awakened and responding to the pulls of Fate
Desirous to swallow my lava flows
And to assuage my raging tsunamis!