(3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

Love Thou Art Frail

Love is just a sapling in my heart
with pale leaves trembling
on its brittle branches

or it's a new-born moon
barely visible to the naked eye

Love thou art frail

You never grow
You are a child always, demanding
and squealing

but I let you be the keeper of my heart

When the nights are longer
than the length of my dreams

you let a moth come into
the fire of its feelings

and turn it to ashes

and laugh with the wickedness
of a triumphant little devil.

Nosheen Irfan © 2017

by Nosheen Irfan

Comments (4)

Liked it. Really we are living in a beautiful world. I would like to invite you to read my poem Dignity and give your valuable opinion Sir.
Really we are living in a beautiful world. Liked it. I would like to invite you to read my poem Dignity and give your valuable opinion Sir.
Really we are living in a beautiful world. Kiked it. I would like to invite you to read my poem Dignity and give your valuable opinion Sir.
This poem looks at the bright side of life in a simple and very understandable way. I like how easy it flows from line to line. Good work! Thanks! Luis Estable