That child called, ‘Passion’

That child called, ‘Passion’

That child called ‘Passion’
I met him on my walk, one day
I asked him to come home.
He said, ‘On one condition-
you must give me your undivided attention

How difficult could that be? I wondered
I have raised a family with children- two!
Smiling impishly, he said ‘Not much, if you surrendered-‘
I laughed at his presumptuous attitude
How little I knew, how true to his words he’d be.

‘Passion,’ walked in through my door that day
and obscured the rest of the world from sight
He kept me waking late into the night-
And pranced around all-day-tireless and unbound.
Making me loathe the day, him, I found.

‘Passion,’ was a stubborn child
who demanded complete allegiance
His appetite was unappeased,
his thirst unquenched
He made no allowance

A ruthless master, a sorcerer
He turned me into a willing slave
I fulfilled his every bidding
The years went by, I couldn’t tell
And the children flew before I knew

All, but ‘Passion’; he stayed behind
I grew old and he grew kind
‘Passion,’ that stubborn child
remained stubborn till the end
And refused to leave

even though, my body would no longer mend.
He nourished my body and fed my soul
And made me feel as good as whole
‘Passion,’ that stubborn child, simply would not let go
No doctor could understand, Passion’s miraculous cure.

So, if you ever cross paths with a child called, ‘Passion.’
Hold onto him with a firm hand
Even if you must endure
Lug around for a while, if you must-
but don’t ever let go

For when all the others leave-
He will be standing by your side
‘Passion’ is a stubborn child
loyal as can be
Don’t let anybody tell you otherwise All rights reserved

13 responses to “That child called, ‘Passion’”

  1. You have struck a raw nerve. Passion is behind all the great creations we have come across, be it art, music, or inventions. Loving what you do gives you the authenticity and the satisfaction of having responded to your spirit by giving a soul to your creation. When I read the poem the first images that came to my mind were of Van Gogh and Michelangelo. Van Gogh’ frenzy defined the intensity of his feelings. Though he never sold a single painting during his lifetime, it never bothered him and now we know where he stands. The other image of Michelangelo suspended from the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel creating some of the greatest creations of art. The Agony and the Ecstasy and Lust for Love is vividly by Irving Stone vividly captures what passion is about. It will take a long list to remember all the great artists and musicians. So I wish that you are consumed by a similar passion and create. All the best.

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    • I do not know what to say. To be consumed by a passion that fed the Greats, is unimaginable for mere mortals like me but thank you for wishing the same for me🙏. Even if I had a little of theirs, I would consider myself fortunate.
      Your comment on the poem makes my poem even more precious. Thank you for taking the time to read and share your thoughts which in itself are pearls of wisdom.


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