I highly owe to you
For, your love has
Given me so many thoughts
To each corner
My heart is filled
With your painful memories
If it bursts
It will touch the heights of
Vast, blue sky
Taking my feelings
Into the sorrowful dwellings
This is why
I always hold my heart
To avoid the eruption
Of my thoughts
Yet it is a sleeping volcano
That doesn’t let me sleep
Lest it should burst
It will make
My doom dark
With the dust and smoke of
All ill feelings
We have from so called
Well wishers
Your icy touch
To my heart is a clutch
That can make a difference
Too much
And can pacify the boiling heat
And force the volcanic fires
Of feels to retreat
V P Mahur
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-can-make-difference/
