Love Poem: Slave To Love
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Written by: Subimal Sinha-Roy

Slave To Love

Splitting your garden’s rocky ledge
a sapling grows on edge of pathway.
A lone bud blooms in spring unnoticed
like an obscure flower called love in me.

You waft past me on zooming zephyr,
blowing a storm of fervor through me.
I hold the ruffled petals close to heart
lest they stray away from your shadow.

In the diffuse gleam of the falling twilight
your swaying stride tramples me unaware. 
Trodden servile I dream of you at night,
but like the sun on your sky I rise again.

From the floral shackles of destiny
I’ve no escape for I’m slave to love.

July 4, 2019