THE QUEST FOR LOVE NEVER ENDS

In search of love, the bountiful youth sets forth,
Traverses miles and miles,

Many a time, a hitchhiker comes by,
but then departs, leaving a sigh,

Youth moves on, the road is long,
Each time whistling a brand new song,

Hoping there comes another chance,
To live once more, to do Love's dance! 

© kronosaphrodite

FREED FROM DESIRE

Walking by, Fading in,
Come of age, yet all alone,

Parked in the distance, only hopes,
Fate one day will untie life's ropes,

That day when the soul will be freed,
From the clutches of one's own greed,

A fire will burn, the pyre's mine,
The body's all ashes, the soul divine!

© kronosaphrodite