Love Poem by Susmit Panda

When the bright pollens of gold
Lie scattered on the lawn,
Like icicles of fire, Faith, Hope, Pride
Jump in joy, play on the guitar
And keep on jazzing...only Love
Sits in silence.

When thunder falls on the ground,
And the clouds vomit the immense roar,
Sounding like the pulse of Satan,
Faith, Hope, Pride, all shudder, and when
The winds faint, they lie on the lawn
Like crumbs of torn leaves...only Love
Sits in shape.