I Want To Mingle With The Soul - Poem by Pushkar Bisht
I want to leave the body
As long as I possess this physical shape,
I can’t be free from the burden
That life has bestowed upon me
I want to mingle with the soul innocently,
But I am slave to my stomach,
If needs make me feel insecure
And sexuality doesn’t let me relish the taste of my spirit.
It restricts me not to mingle with a single soul.
What a joy I gain when I mingle with the soul,
This effect is more powerful than a man is addicted to his drugs,
And lying in gutter with guilt, shame and sin
But my soul plunges & seeks pleasure in a cup of divine’s wine
And merges with the eternal peace
All my bodily feelings
Will vanish as I leave the physical shape
And without any shape,
Where no restrictions bind me to go anywhere at my own will
And I will be here and there swaying with the supernatural soul,
Nothing gives you so much pleasure as your soul,
All the worldly things have no pleasure
As you enter the soul with truth & beauty
Then you don’t want to escape that world for good.
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