My World Of Darkness Poem by Bishnupada Sethi

I often wish to return
To the darkness where-
My shape disappears.

At the best
My faint shadowy
And wavering figure may show up
Immersed in unknown grooves
To the joy of an interplay
Of light and darkness.

The deeper breaths,
Wordless corporal communications,
Faster sensuous movement
Up and down
In the veins
Create a temporary sensation
I am alive
Deep here.

Beyond here-
In contrast
The other world lie entrenched
Well decorated with falsities
The legal relationships drive it
Under the glowing lampposts.

I belong to the starkest darkness
Where I'm dissolved.
I don't appear in a body.
No one judges me ugly.
I'm loved.
I'm eternal.
I'm in a blissful state.