Poetry

Sometimes my emotions
Get speedy transactions
And then my little heart,
Forgetting its' own bits,
Entangles fully in thoughts
Of loves' different knots.

A precious knot of love
With the beloved which is tied
After lapse of time gets loose
Sometimes even gets untied.

When the love becomes dim,
In different directions swim
The lover n his once beloved
To become forever estranged.

-Ratnakar D Mandlik