The Regret of Soul
Locked in her
eyes, his eyes went blind,
The world’s
truth no more he could find!
He called it
love; does love limit one?
Or love frees
the soul to fly to horizon…
Selfish love,
the love that checks free will,
Will never it
let one cross the hill
Of lust, of
dilemma, and of perverted path;
Selfish love at
last, meets the dungeon’s wrath!
Now he sits to
judge; judge he lost
Or he did gain
in this vain bargain.
He weighs the
truth; he weighs the cost;
He enlists his
petty pleasures and tormenting pain.
He wonders her
words were the eternal gospel
Or the
dissuasive voice, her words were delusion’s vale…
How the soul
fell in love with this ephemeral stay, the world, this is the theme of the poem
written here. He stands for the soul, which is eternal; she stands for the
life, which is ephemeral. Later, the soul repents his mistakes made.
Composed by Alok Mishra.
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