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Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 216

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee

WILL-O’-THE-WISP

Love is like will-o’-the-wisp-

it burns like a flame

and when one chases to have it,

it disappears into the air.

It’s unstable, so is love.


I have seen flames of love many times in my life,

but when I have tried to catch hold them,

they got vanished.

My empty palm remains forever empty

and that emptiness has touched my heart many times,

its stability is also challenged.


Once I have vowed- I will not run after the flame

but the latter calls me with her arms wide open

and as I approach, she closes her arms and disappears.

My weak heart has surrendered, is surrendering and will surrender to the flame

though the former faces the challenge of its own stability.

Comments

Ann Carr from SW England on May 07, 2021:

Love and stability - yes, they so often don't go together but when they do, it's for ever!

Ann

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