On ‘Wuthering Heights’

Moors whisper a story of love

Wild moors love the wild winds 

Fierce lover of the self-willed 

Obsessed, ruthless lover 

Also the unselfish, civilized one 

‘Tis love for love’s sake! 

Who decides righteousness? 

Of one and designs of the other?

A triangle of passionate love 

Warped and brutal love 

At loggerheads now with 

Human yet gentle love 

Self-willed devastation of living 

Unrequited love, unworthy means 

Saga of Vengeance, of failings 

Death keeps the lovers further apart 

When Laid to rest in the dust

the twin souls, now lost

Though the gentle breeze 

When ain’t ‘Wuthering ‘

Seldom softly whispers 

A Frosty plea of sorts.

Quote : 

“If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.”