Love

 

Years of civilization
education, newer technologies
development, success stories
abound, creative ways of
copulation,
water under the bridge
…
humankind
swimming in the desert
of lovelessness
…
wonder how could we
not have learned to
love; how it’d never been
our cup of tea though
the erudite world
talks, writes,
sings about it for free
…
perennial kindness
flows like water, air,
light; pristine sunshine,
twinkling stars
moonlit nights
…
colors of unlikeness,
in dresses, appearances,
in that of senses… gaps
highlighted for ages
abandoned us to pieces
craving for power and might
greying, not growing
in black and white.