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How to Love (The Sonnet)
How do I love thee?
Lemme count the ways.
No wait, why bother counting,
When I can shower you with praise!
When there's sunshine on your face,
Lemme drink it like miracle syrup.
When your soul is blue and cloudy,
Lemme be your personal stand-up.
Your achievements are my own,
As such they boost my swag.
When you are mad at yourself,
Lemme be your punching bag.
Give me your body or not, I don't care.
I just wanna be there to wipe your every tear.
Lemme count the ways.
No wait, why bother counting,
When I can shower you with praise!
When there's sunshine on your face,
Lemme drink it like miracle syrup.
When your soul is blue and cloudy,
Lemme be your personal stand-up.
Your achievements are my own,
As such they boost my swag.
When you are mad at yourself,
Lemme be your punching bag.
Give me your body or not, I don't care.
I just wanna be there to wipe your every tear.
In love there is no controlling each other. | Abhijit Naskar | Visvavatan: 100 Demilitarization Sonnets
In love there is no controlling each other. Because, in love there is no each, there is no other, it’s all one organic existence, ever vigilant of combined nourishment – ever responsible for combined growth – ever aware of combined welfare. Desire for control is born of separation – where there is no separation, there is no need for control.
Love, Sex & Drugs (The Sonnet)
Stoneage immorality
was bedlock out of wedlock,
civilized immorality
is bedlock out of lovelock.
Who you sleep with is your business,
but to sleep without love isn’t gallantry.
It may be accepted as adolescent folly,
part of growing up is to surpass frivolity.
Mindless sex and drugs are for the animals,
humans have no business with such nonsense.
It’s one thing to indulge once in a while,
another to take it as life’s daring object.
Opposite of puritanism isn’t perversion,
any animal knows how to fill a hole.
Intimacy doesn’t mean baring your body,
intimacy means baring your soul.
was bedlock out of wedlock,
civilized immorality
is bedlock out of lovelock.
Who you sleep with is your business,
but to sleep without love isn’t gallantry.
It may be accepted as adolescent folly,
part of growing up is to surpass frivolity.
Mindless sex and drugs are for the animals,
humans have no business with such nonsense.
It’s one thing to indulge once in a while,
another to take it as life’s daring object.
Opposite of puritanism isn’t perversion,
any animal knows how to fill a hole.
Intimacy doesn’t mean baring your body,
intimacy means baring your soul.
