Just The Way Coco Makes For Me!

Those that come on nimble foot... Show you the way to love They know the pain that has crushed you...they know thy closed doors...yet this pain they turn to strength...for they don't let you drown in bitterness...Love is that power where self pity can't loathe, for Love Alone flower grows...love is in accepting not changing one for your selfish wants...love is in being & giving, where complaining drains ones-self; Nay! It never stoops low to that...For Love is to empower hearts, where darkness once tried to swallow...

For Love They Say My Beloved; Is Verily Ones Second Chance! . On tattered bedsheets where shadows have softened their edge, O! Drink from my cup, this beauty that homes in their silence have. Some pink hues of bow ties, where soft teddies sleep to breaths lullabies,

O! They say don't talk about pain...To that is say...I shall have nothing to speak then.

For pain to them is a thorn that pricks; while to me it melts my heads & drains through my feet.

If my Beloved chose to give me this part of him, then pain too is a gift. I'm once again loosing this body's control, once again have no energy to waste in small talks; Pain has cradled me into its silent embrace, Yet! It's showed me what I can count as Grace! This breath of Coco like a vanilla pod, the toys that are woven from wools of earth, this Being of Atul that has always stood besides, Oh! Do you think Love has led me to Self-pity or be creative to life.

In Gratitude song I let you feel, touch, smell my pain... For even in my moments of deep sadness, it is Love Alone that i gave. . Hope when I leave...even through whatever life gives...I make this earth...A Little more loving! Just the way Coco makes for me. Draining once again through this chronic pain, where I value each breath & let pain do the rest . Copyright: Meghna/2019