I am not here... Nirmal bhattacharya

 

I am not here to buy you,
let alone sell myself right into the centre
of your head.

I am here to hold your hand
and let my hands be held by yours
without dread.

I was born into the belief
that there are times when blood in us
rusts and slowly loses lustful flow
and both water and water lilies weep
over the loss of the evening's glow.

Still I limped into this meeting with you
stealing part of myself out of that natal belief
because somewhere around me
an unseen embryo screamed for release
like unread epic words.

In this moonlit bower
in dreams' cool shower
come, love, in the holiest of silence
let's fertilize each other.

©️ 2021