God – the Grand Cupid

Taste the dried pathways of salt,
mapping lines on her cheeks;
the abandoned rivers of sorrows
What is it that she seeks?
A hope for better tomorrows?
Rivers that flowed freely once,
along their bitter beds of loss
Rivers that raged once,
amongst the boulders of regret,
covered in the deep green moss
The rivers have all gone now,
seeping deep in her heart
In place of anger,
only a humble bow
Humility? She plays a part
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See the path that he follows,
of regret, pain and loss;
in a wilderness, full of thorns
The lonely soul and its grey hollows;
pigeons are dead,
the wind mourns
He is a volcano, dead to all
the fire – mere ice in his veins
Oblivious to all,
ignored by all;
a dry desert;
and an eternal wait of rains
Dreams that he once wove,
lay all in ruins,
broken and weary
Happiness that he once sought,
a lost forever, treasure trove
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Then time played,
the sweet harp of mercy;
and God looked down,
searching the world
for all that was wrong
He saw the two,
with a worried frown
There they stood,
across a chaotic throng
‘Let there be light in their world,
I won’t let their souls, die like this
Let the flags of love be unfurled
let them suffer not loss, but bliss’
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No words to appreciate these beautiful words.
Thank you so much