A surging love
Amid tides of the hearts,
Not channelized
In a particular course
Properly fixed,
Or rather
Family-oriented,
Often succumbs to
Mute misunderstanding,
To crusty confusions
Creating problems-
Mental and emotional-
One after another
Losing its worthy charm
At the crossroads
Of myriad relationships...
Love must anchor
Loving souls
In the depth of intimacy
With soulful mates
In a sweet harbour
Of peaceful living
With bonds of loyalty
Rather than going wayward
As a wanton flirt
Sucking virgin honey
And dumping the honeycomb--
The males or the females.
