"I need to sit before you and see your face, "(Gurudev)
And your face is not mine,
Logically, I be happy when I see my own face,
sitting before the mirror,
I donot see in your eyes,
I donot hearin your ears,
I donot smell fragrance in your nose,
i donot eat in your mouth,
i donot think by your brain and mind.
then why do I like your face?
was it the similarity of size, shapes of sensory organs
yours and mine,
the surface area of both face,
the face bone features,
why did we like each other face?
why did I feel unstable away from the sight of your face?
what secret lie?
what time of the day,
what day of the week,
what season of the year,
such liking is maximal?
enigmatic, enigma to be resolved
by head or heart?
That face facing is related to me. We are joined by eyes that bare teeth.Just a comment that occurred to me. Imaginative.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Enigmatic the entire solar system! on earth the life feels puzzling!