Heart has to be, soul’s blasphemy
For sin to be, love’s newfound creed
When you, ain’t beyond, your truancy
Love’s pilgrim, needs to, bleed and bleed…!
Neither distances, nor sacraments
Nor shackles, of mind, heart and soul
That shrine of love, which heart invents
Is all, but a tomb, lost out, on dole!
When two hearts, sing one rhapsody
Then the world believes, in a faith long lost
If you call love, hurt heart’s heresy
Then indeed, it must, pay its cost!
Neither flesh, nor heart, it’s a soul’s conquest
Where realms of love, are rendered blurred
To host you, in my sanctum’s fest
How I Wish To, Steal You, From The World !!!
© 2018 Vikas Chandra