My Body Is A State Poem by Gajanan Mishra

My body is a state
Heart is the capital
Heart is the center of all
Planning for enjoyment.

In this body there are
Assembly houses, street crossing
Restaurants markets resting places
Flags festoons beautiful parks.

In this state there are trees
Creepers encircling ice lakes
Many groups of birds and bees
Are there, chanting and humming.

Lakes icy mountains are also here
O my dear, You are here
Non-violent non-envious, hear
Cooing of the cuckoos.

O my dear, You are a passenger
Just passing on this city-state
You are taking rest for some time
In your blissful family life, thanks.