Love is Mysterious.. Nirmal bhattacharya

 

Love is mysterious.
But love is not from nor for the other world.
Whatever has to happen
happens under the compulsion of life
grazing, raging, blazing and crazing here.

Give a thump solid
on your bare reticient breast.
If it feels jellied,
Know you are from the corrupt other world
where reticience is a perfect equation for not born.

You, then, need to go back
to the pre-big bang pleasure when you were not aware
of the magic potion in your heart that could tell you
what stuff a woman alive is made of.

Now do not stand
gawking at me like that.
I am no aquarium for you to see for the first time
in a room of a nouveau riche.

Rather beat your breast and heat it up
for the love of a woman,
for love alone holds promise for a secure
sky above and creative bayonets in hand
and an innocent primitive call from deep down
the ground where you stand now.

©️ 2021