Who Am I? -02 Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE

Because of no exchangeable things you are
I cannot buy you, O Love

By the most beautiful fragrant flowers of the earth
I do not want to buy you, O Love

By the amorous poetic verses, erotic devoted words
I do not want to buy you, O Love

No Tazmahal I want to gift you as the exchanging your heart
No Kohinoor, no fantasy kingdom, no paradise
I want to offer you the exchanging your heart O Love

By giving an example of your beauty
As the brightest moonlight, I do not want to buy you, O Love
(Though I gave before because moonlight is the most charming
To feel in my darkest wobbly heart)

Nowadays science says that the moon borrows light from the sun
But believe me, O Love, for the sake of my sacrificing life
You are the only charitable source in the world
Where I am an only beggar, an only borrower

I do not want to show my feelings as a foreigner does, who has no eternity
O Love, I am you and you are me
Without you, this mind does not know- what's, where is its goal
and this mind does not want to live as a guest lover

O Love
I've seen many princes became slaves to find you
and there you fed them all by your own hand
Where they obliged to the job, meditated to find you
And they became great hallow meditators

O Love
They say I am a mirror, a reflection of you in me
But trust me- I am not me anymore in searching for you
That's why I asked - who I am


© Mahtab Bangalee
11.11.2020 Chattogram