Mature Love Poem by Daya Nandan

Mature love is all about give and take,
A perfect balance for two lovers to make,
Patience and understanding will take love far,
A greater distance than the most distant star,

Devotion and sacrifice, understanding and trust,
Those are the keys that are a must,
The rush of attraction from beauty is not enough,
For without the other values, things get rough,

When you take your partner for granted,
When you neglect the seed of love that you planted,
When you try to keep them hanging with rushes of money and lust,
Eventually they will realize that the relationship cannot last,

Of course the moments of ecstasy and high passion are addictive,
Breaking the norms and rules that are restrictive,
But what use is it all when your partner is too fearful to commit,
When the topic of marriage comes, they are ready to quit,

i have had my fair share of failures and scars,
Lies and betrayal more painful than the explosion of a thousand stars,
I know how it feels to have my heart shattered into a million pieces,
And watch a cheater treat the entire relationship like fresh feces,

i had enough of idiots and clowns playing with my heart,
Breaking me down and tearing me apart,
Cheating themselves and eventually coming back in shame,
Asking for forgiveness after they too become victims of their game,

Despite my great investment of time and love, i cannot forgive,
Second chances after betrayal are not gifts i can give,
I am not getting younger, i cannot afford my time going to waste,
I cannot stand wasting it on morons with poor character and taste,

Goals of fun without long term commitment is not for me,
For starting a family of my own is the vision i see,
i am not going to waste my valuable time for cheap thrills,
When i should be finding the right partner to climb mountains and hills,

i am no longer at the age to chase temporary pleasures of lust,
For i am looking for a lover that i can love and trust,
Money, lavish spending and vacations are not a priority,
My quest for hedonism has faded with the wisdom of my seniority,

I hope that one day god leads me to this dream lover of mine,
A devoted woman that i can hold in my arms until the end of time,
But until then, i shall search through my short window of life,
In hopes that someday i will find a lover that i can call my wife.