Who Needs Love
Who needs Love?
If we all need love, how do we get it?
My Angel strokes my cheek and says
Your abandoned heart, so hungry,
Maybe it’s time that you fed it.
My head looks up and says:
Don’t be so naive,
Wake up and forget it,
What, just open my arms and receive?
Who can I trust
Who am I supposed to believe?
Don’t I need to work very hard
To be worthy and earn it?
Or to study much more
And someday learn it?
This all sounds like some kind of
Lazy egoism.
Hey, you,
Slow down, be quiet and listen:
Your heart may whisper, but it knows:
If doubt reappears
Or starts to grow,
No need to install it, or let it
Take control,
Just press delete – or you can simply edit.
If guilt creeps in,
Bring it out of the shadows.
And then just shred it.
We paper over the cracks
Of isolation and despair
And live virtual lives
Cos we believe there’s no one there.
Covering our shame
With designer clothes
Or pure white snow,
Sad warriors playing the game
Of don’t ask, talk or show.
Politeness demands:
A “how are you”
Though we both understand
You really don’t want to know.
And so to survive,
We have nowhere to go
Except to become foggy and numb.
But when the cold wind blows
And the heat of the sun
Melts night into day,
It’s so much harder
To avoid the decay
And a house full of ghosts
Who all think they have
Something important to say.
I feel you slipping away
As you block your ears
Most of the day
With the coolest bluetooth headphones
And often seem hypnotised
By twitter or the game of thrones.
With Aviators from RayBan, hide your eyes
Otherwise never go out,
And anyway, all that you need,
Is in amazon or the cloud.
That new shiny porsch car
Is fast, exciting and maybe
Can take you far,
But your heart has become a desert
Where, except loneliness,
Nothing can grow.
Even with all your houses and wealth,
You’ll never find contentment or know
The treasures inside yourself,
Or the warmth of a loving glance
And the promise of a friend,
Because you leave nothing to chance
And will never comprehend
The power of a helping hand
From someone who doesn’t judge
But simply listens…
And understands.
The only love that feels safe
And nourishing to me
Is when I feel accepted
As I am - unconditionally,
Without the cages
Of religious dogmas or morality.
My teachers say;
Love is really quite simple
And doesn’t need very much.
And if we can allow
A friendly glance, hug or a gentle touch,
It can re-awaken in each of us, right now -
Without much drama.
But can I really love myself
Blocked and with so much armour?
Can I give and receive love
With my failures, wounds and trauma?
As I turn and look in your caring eyes
I think wow, maybe love’s not so far away.
And start to remember
And feel things that I again recognise,
Like deep longing and sadness, sweet and tender.
And from a place deep inside
I feel the sun start to rise
As a thought comes
That maybe today,
With your shoulder next to mine,
This inner peace, is here to stay -
This time.
And as my tears fall like cleansing rain
Washing away the dirt of old fears,
Doubt and pain,
From a place deep inside
I am able to finally decide
To stay,
Even though
Sometimes I may again forget, close and hide,
I know
I will not go away.
And I feel the sun start to rise
As a thought comes
From a place deep inside
That maybe I am really ok,
Just as I am.
Right now
Yes, today.
Sangeet Portals ©2023
Copyright © Sangeet Portals | Year Posted 2023
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