Though I have freedom
To move anywhere in space eternal
I am in prison!
Am I able to cross the magical bars
Of my mind that mars my freedom?
Though countless colors
My eyes see in nature’s range
I am a blind!
Am I able to see the beauty of Soul
Within me, opening mystical mind door?
Though I quench thirst
With sweet nectar of fruits favourite
I am still thirsty!
Am I able to take a sip
Of bliss stream in my mind dip?
Mother Maya! Help out!
Open my third eye!
How long You will trick me
By Your endless eye-catching dance? !
By which You keep the world in trance! 120608
Though countless colors My eyes see in nature’s range I am a blind! .............................................this is really a wonderful poem of prayer, as soul needs the bliss by the mortal living, the physical being when ephemeral in time and space, great write, i do admire,10+, thanks for sharing
A prayer from the bottom of a heart, Univerfsal Mother always answers in her own merciful way. You are really a blessed soul in craving for Her mercy all the while.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear poet, A pure traditional art work, being a human the third eye was internal, Thanks for sharing