My Queen

Dedicated to my heavenly wife R. Mala.

 

I’m not myself, when you are here

As you fill my heart with happiness

I feel as if I’m sitting on an ivory tower

I wish, I wish joyfully to reach heaven

 

I’m not myself, when you are away

As I miss you, miss you so much

I feel as if I’m a forsaken lamb

I hate, I hate sadly to reach hell

 

I’m always myself, when things happen

As I make them, make them happen

I feel happy, happy to be with my loved one

I wish to have my loved one always near me

 

I’m never myself when things fail to happen

As I let them, let them fail miserably

I feel bad, bad for letting them fail

I regret, I regret just to be an onlooker

 

I’m neither myself nor myself as I look at myself

I’m either myself or myself when you look at me

I’m yours, yours, as I see an angel in you

I’m barren without you, as you are my queen.

 

 

 

This blog post is by Serene Pelican (Puducherry) resident A. Ramasami.

 

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