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After 15 years of hibernation, I feel an urge to travel light!...By letting out all that, That I in my 'Silence' bottled up inside. Some thoughts, some sketches, pictures & drawings...woven as poetry; the way I look at life.

Let Them Burn The Bridge....

  • Jan 5, 2021
  • 2 min read


If you’ve burnt the bridge

In the closeness of your anger & hatred

Then all I have to offer

Is A Sigh of Gratitude!

For what you’ve not been able to see in me

Just as...You’re unable to see how thy ignorance Jealousy, Sorrow & Pain breeds

Forgetful of how powerful Love alone is!

Nay! I’m not here to build that bridge

For often times attachments lurk in the garb of love;

& demands in tantrums that spew

But venomous words!

It’s Need to feel validated; that you owe me this & that..

& only by the fulfilment of its desire...

Its Self-worth depends on what it gets

“Nay! I’m not here to build that bridge anymore”

To let those attachments weaken my soul

For even when I say “No!”

That firmness is laced

With A Compassionate Love!

I’m no longer here to please....

But to Love from the fullness of my being

Even the parts of you that hurt & bleed

Even those mistakes...

With a sigh of Gratitude I free...

For your very ignorance

Revealed in me The Truth!

That the axe of thy anger

Though may have left me broken & bruised;

“Yet! Love I am!”

& Love is all that, My Being here unearths

Thank All who burn the bridges!

Let Gratitude alone, Set You & Them Free

For once that door to ones soul opens

Truth Alone Reign’s

Unhindered...Fearlessly!!!

& Truth But Only Love Breathes!

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Universe in its very design is perfect, this Pandemic & struggle through my chronic pain has shown me immense love for myself & gratitude for all bitter-sweet experiences. Our relations based on bodily attachments know naught love. Somewhere we’ve equated fulfilling our desires to love & gives & takes became accounted for. Our love for another is based on what we receive & if the wishes aren’t met; then there raises heads of anger & jealousy. In these 20 years of chronic pain, many a bridges of attachments got burnt. Yet what it took from me was only bodily relations, while my heart expanded with greater love. Those burnt bridges can leave you bitter or sweet; The Choice is Always Yours!

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With Coco as my only light, I’ve walked 12 full moons, preceded by 8 years of starless nights

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©️ Meghna/2020


 
 
 

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