The Falling Maples- Living Unconditionally- Poetry by S.S

(c) Shilpa S Happiness…. Why do I burst out laughing? When I come across this clumsy word! So gauche and cloddish, It’s just a word after all; Sadness lets one understand, The true value of happiness…. Oh so lame is that! And my mind laughs sarcastically again! Love…. Another of the silly epithets, And oh, it’s too just a word! It’s nothing but a sword, I picked up myself, To cut my soul, And now I cry, Because my inner self bleeds! How silly can one be! Smiles…. Need I say more? Tears are more faithful, They accompany more frequently than smiles; So it’s a dilemma, A confusion. A conundrum, The biggest of all puzzles, A vicious circle of ghostly things, Worst of the tempers, The soul boiling, Screaming and shouting, A shrill, The plight of the soul is tricky, The path is blur, And I belong to nowhere!

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Life takes a thousand turns, It’s a turbulent ride, Beth’s ride, Where her life descends, Bleeding down, To the deepest depths; Her hysterical cries Are unheard, Tears roll down, For no illusive reasons; She smiles with wet eyes, Laughs with sobs, Her breach, She Loved! A brave heart he is, He loved with promises, And conditions as well, Beth accepted all for his love; Was that her assumption or her faith, That Love would change His conditions that be? That her love Would change his conditions of loving! That was her faith! “I accept all Oh my Spartan! Just Love me till the very end, You have been the ray of Hope, The sole solace, In my rotten moments, Leave me not, Or I would give up forever, Oh my gallant love, Be with me forever!” She said; And one fine night, Her Trojan calls, “Disloyal I can’t be, To the one who bore me, I love you, In the next birth, You would be mine; B