My Search Of You
Tell me once
where are you?
Where are you who should be remembered
when your memory comes?
Where are you who should be touched
when I feel like touching you?
Where are you who should be loved
when I feel like loving you?
What should I do?
Should I build a temple of your soul
and stay there ringing prayer bell?
Should I build a monastery without shape
and sit there in meditation?
Should I build one invisible house of love
and lie in sleep inside?
I want to love the self
that you say is you.
If you are not the body
Why should I enrich scenes
before your eyes?
Why should I sweep away thorns
from the path where you walk?
Why should I always make things,
which you touch, tender?
Why should I block raucous sounds
coming to assail your ears?
Why should I spill aroma on flowers?
For whom should I fill my lips with taste?
I want to love you
coming out of this circuit of illusion
a false world that grows
by gloating with its own vanity.
I implore, make it clear to me
Should you be only
mind, intellect, and soul
where should I go
if I wanted
to merge with you?
(Translated from Nepali by Abhi Subedi)
Monday, January 13, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: longing,love,love and life,soul mate