LOVE’S TRIUMPH

LOVE’S TRIUMPH

Why art thou mute,

Even they do dispute?

Being themselves a brute,

Assert to be Lord’s flute!

A public property thou art,

Alas! Coerced to play lust’s part!

On thy face they dost smart,

Gambol they, while groans thy heart!

Yes, injustice is to ravish Love’s right,

Smack Him through affront’s plight,

Exploit heartlessly His humility’s height,

Cruelly cucify Him and drag dead delight!

Yet, ephemeral is their miry merriment,

Triumph wilt thou in the last Judgment!

Copyright:Shankar D Mishra   30.05.2018

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