Am I wrong to love my muse?

This poem started as a comment to this question posed by one of the most talented poet (thelonelyauthorblog ) I have  the good fortune to interact with.  Thank you Drew. The title of the poem and the first line is the question and the poem was my spontaneous response. I was not thinking of posting it as a stand alone poem till today morning when Drew asked me if I have posted this.  Hence posted without edit. 

“Am I wrong to love my muse?”

If yes

Then may be

God was wrong

To let love flow

Because it’s beyond

Us mortals

Not to fall

In love

And suffer

The pain

That opens

The floodgate

Of passion

And every drop

That bleeds

Adorns the pages

And the clouds

Carry the silent cries

To my muse

Last Request to a Long Lost Friend

Cat and mouse game
I don’t want to play
A long embrace unwanted
So please don’t overstay
My long lost friend
You are neither
Defied nor deified
Invited you are not
But futile to resist
Your inevitable visit
So here is my last request
Don’t make me suffer
A long embrace
Pains of a long
Drawn out goodbye
I will welcome you
With open outstretched hands
Let it be a game of
Instant mortal combat
You the declared winner
I say adios
And depart
Till we meet
Somewhere,
Someplace again