How far I seem, to that man
Who feeds on, worldly flesh alone!
Sold out to love, whole human clan
One that adores, that lure outgrown

Which slithers on shell, but fails to storm
Sanctum of soul, oh! That creed sublime!
The tide that soars, amid a riotous swarm
Of streams, that bend the curve of time

Let be today, that day, of fiery bliss
I bare to you, my cherished pain
Born to soul, salvaged from abyss
That child, who bore, this man insane

Come! See thru flesh and heart, unearth
That aching dream, lasting on dole
Come! Cradle me, my yearning’s mirth
Be one with me! Come! Kiss my soul!

© 2015 Vikas Chandra