The Soulful Whisper of Love's Promise

The soulful whisper of love's promise Hangs in my heart As if, It were the air I needed to breathe And the water I needed to sustain myself! It hangs in there, in the tiny broken pieces Of my bloody heart, Bloodied by my pain, my tears, my agony As would never be understood by any mortal Who bears no witness to the origin of my cause! Pray, love, when whispered it has been By the skies, Is of consequent importance to the cosmos But, When rebuked it is, It hurts even the makers of creation Who can only watch in silence As compelled parents do When their offspring choose to rebel against them! Of this soulful whisper, though, have I made my aim On it do I cry myself to sleep, on it do I smile To this pretentious world, Hoping that the will of the Gods does get fulfilled!