The Dead-end (Up) Here: Shiva You Do Not See, Screams You Do Not Hear

These poems are glimpses into unrequited love. What is this love? To define love is to constrain an ocean, to fence infinity, or to describe you -simply impossible! Anguish is frequent and bliss rare in my life but many have resulted in poetry.The question is, has been and shall be; where to pilgrim? Perhaps into the lovers' embrace? Or, to mount Kailas, looking for the invisible,not-to-be-found Shiva? The dead end-up searching for the non-sublime celestial love only to have the finger pointed backwards to who am I? Written inmillions of words and billions of prayers, I too have heard these answers. But like high school math, just the end result is not enough. Let me showyou my steps inside....Sunil Vidyarthi"I have to say, I am glad this is not written for me, it would make me cry...way to tell the whole truth..."--ScarletO"...and I found myself getting lost between the lines and imagining this little fantasy tale. It seemed to hold many truths within it and I think this isa piece many will enjoy and relate to."--Euthalia-Wings"... rather gorgeous, strong and well penned; quite flawless. The questions thought out and the answers unknown remain in the air and wrap around thereader softly..."--Manda"...So very final so very open ended so no chance for a communication...." --Knightcall"...Very powerful, very emotional but very eloquent all the same. Great job on this you are truly talented...." --Darkshadow"Great write.....and here's wishing you all the best.."--Sidebar