I Love You Myself Poem by Hans Raj Sharma

I Love you myself
None else, the most
Answering while
A common query-
‘Who do you love? '
It's not selfish
Or sinful an act
To love one's own self.

Noticed, you might have
Everyone is saying-
‘I love you...'
That smells foul
As no one does
As such, by nature.
Might, yet pretending
But, I love you true
True O' my dear self.

Hardly matters-
What the people say...?
‘I love you too much'
That they won't stay-
Stay within the words.

Whenever, I walk-
Walk in pace with pace
Loving my dear self
In hope of peace-
Peace, calm and cool
For better tomorrow to live.

That has to be passed on-
When, I lose myself someday
Getting set the fire to-
Or otherwise in the fields
Echoing-
Where, somewhere left
All alone in love for myself.

Listening to universal music
Dancing in tune with nature-
Singing doleful songs of myself.
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Ludhiana, Punjab, India.