Thursday, August 23, 2018

The Spark of Divine Love, Never Burns Out... A poem on matters of the heart....

House of Love
©  2018  Sy’needa Penland

You’re asking me to feel,
When I’m numb
To your emotions;
For my existence
Long existed by the mere
Sensation of you—

Your humility,
Your love,
Your compassion,
I felt, and believed
Your love was everlasting—

Dishonesty of the heart
Gets no second chances
In a House of Love!

The illusion of emotions
Shatters like fragmented pieces
Beneath my endless tears;
The fear of drowning
In a sea of love
Has always frightened me.

For my love runs deeper
Than the Earthly oceans—
Stretches far beyond
Galactic realms
Ever imagined by mankind,
Whose heart is blind
To the emotional essence of
Feminine Divine Love.

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