That child called ‘Passion’

I met him on my walk, one day

I asked him to come home

He said, “On one condition- if you give me your undivided attention”

‘How difficult could that be?’ I wondered

I have raised 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 would be

‘Passion,’ walked in through my door one 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. I loathed the day him I found.

‘Passion,’ was a stubborn child

He demanded complete allegiance

His appetite was unappeased, his thirst unquenched

He kept me on my toes and made no allowance

A ruthless master, a sorcerer

He turned me into a willing slave

I fulfilled his every bidding

Years went by, I couldn’t tell

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

though my body would no longer mend

He nourished my body and fed my soul

And made me feel whole

‘Passion,’ that stubborn child did 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 others leave-

He will be standing by your side

‘Passion’ is a stubborn child

Don’t let anybody tell you otherwise

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Posted by:Smitha V

A banker by profession, a blogger by choice, a poet by accident, and an artist at heart. Imperfectly perfect - that's me. Welcome to my world!

13 replies on “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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    1. 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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