The Air I Breathe In Poem by Rajnish Mishra

The air I breathe in, and space in thirteen dimensions, you
Fill my waking thoughts and dreams, day and night.

That question resurfaced, the question of intense passions
That make it easier to die for a cause: you.

My life, my death, my nectar, my venom,
Killing me dead, yet not leaving my body.

Death, the recurring theme,
Now intertwined with You.

The air I breathe in, and space in thirteen dimensions, you
Fill my waking thoughts and dreams, days and nights.