Under Construction Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Under construction- my eyes,
My ears, my mouth.
Excuse me, here,
I find no truth.

Tell me not divine,
Tell me not devotee,
Tell me not good.
I am above all words
That are in your
Dictionary dear.

Let me read out
The proposal you have
Placed before me,
But you said- no time.

Let me post my thoughts,
For the general information
of all, but you said
Wait and listen my call.

Because of your
Hard-heartedness,
I lost my sleep
Last night.
You laughed and laughed
But I discovered in you
The truth that are mine.

So lovely you are,
I thought it is
Perhaps nature's
Contrary implications.
But no, not like that,
I am in you, see within,
Opening the door
Of your confidential room.