Being Loved Poem by Pritam Dax

The story of a blind man
Rolls deep in the ocean.
Just when you think-
He is being loved,

Wondered?
If he is loving back?

Love to the eternity
Eternity buried in a selfish curve.
Curve curves 'you'.
When he is being loved,

Wondered?
If he only needs that?

Being loved,
Is not the way a spotless mind imagines.
And when you desire to be loved,
Painting spots from the ink of your heart-
All what you need to do!

Then, when you are being loved,
Wonder,
If that all, is what you desired!


Pritam Dax