Your Love's A Black Hole Poem by Sanjeev Kumar

It was a trial of life;
For I tried harder,
For I tried faster,
Also I shunted my,
Deep seated neurals.

But I just could,
Not forgo you.
The more I tried,
More I was pulled,
Towards the attraction,
Center proved cosmic.

The void that our,
Separateness created,
Was enriched with,
The energy inherent,
That suctioned Life,
And love within.

Your Love's a black hole.

Is not that the end?
You asked to empty,
The Life's mug.

"Empty your mug,
For it is full,
Of opinions,
Of junks,
Of hypotheses,
Of irrelevance,
Of pessimism,
Of tiredness,
Of fear unwound,
Of what not to say,
That disturbs you and me,
In complete and in reality."

Your Love's a black hole.

How meek that to be,
To surrender to such,
Beautiful thoughts of,
Intense care and love.

For I know now that,
The thing that pulls,
Attracts, just covers,
You up strong enough,
Go astray wide in,
Deep space and time.

The possibleness exist,
For light could still,
Bend round the corner,
To illumine the precious,
Love of black hole.

Copyright © 2012 Sanjeev Kumar