Delusions [of A Kind] Ii Poem by kunjubi varghese

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If my love or affection for her is just feeling
Alone, then it is narcissism only.
Love is an attempt to possess her.
Can anyone own another body?
If it is consumed and added to the body
There is nothing left as a remnant.
Is it possible to embrace a soul,
Or be in possession of it as one’s own?
Soul or individual is merely a feeling,
And embracing it, is only an imagination.
Your soul and my soul remain always
Separated and not at all in union.
Closing in and embracing of these two souls
Are manifestations, in the realm of feelings;
A magical delusion, illusion or hallucination!

When I invoke you as my own and embrace you,
I am only snuggling your flesh but not the beautiful you.
You are just a delusion, as well as your beauty.
What is in a myth? Apart from the mass of flesh
As a body, it is meaninglessness.
You are a dream that mystify me.
When you become mine, you are no more;
And then when I embrace you,
In reality I am cuddling myself.
The feeling of ‘self’ itself becomes a myth.
However, if I lose that delusion, then everything
Becomes blank in the screen of feelings
And is in darkness, as in a power cut.

She and I are thus the creation of such
A magical consciousness. [a MAYA of nature]
Life is such an experience and the truth of my life
Is the totality of such delusions and hallucinations.
Every pleasure, every meaningful episode, and
Each values of life itself are the consequence
Of such a feeling in disguise, or imagination.
And without them, there is no life …