My Unborn Self
Who is there inside my Being!
Small inaudible voice do I hear,
Voice is like weeping to come out,
Voice is without word and speech,
Who is there floating in the stream!
Sea without water, sea of Nothing,
Who is there in my self poignant,
Nothing yet Everything, Soul of my Mind,
Who is the ‘Like me’ and yet no form!
Who is You to make me dry with pain,
Without making a small gesture to me,
Who is so loving and caring having no form!
Who you are to me and I am to you?
Let me die Peacefully without that
deep voice of mine,
Without that deep urge to be mine,
In the deepest state of being,
That voice is my ‘Little Me’
Unmanifest and unborn self,
The me of my Solitary Being,
The extension of My dream,
my being to be born yet unborn.
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@Prabir Gayen – 31/03/2019 -2: 17 AM.
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