~ Mitu Bhatia
I go to a secret hiding place, Khwaja’s Dargah
My heavy heart’s burden slowly ebbing away
Frenzied foot tapping rhythm of rustic Dholak
Dizzy, inebriated heart twirls, pirouettes, whirls
Whisper your name aloud, my world is aglow
When I see your soft smile, I forget to breathe
When our eyes meet, I leave a poem on your lids
Every time you blink, my words enter your soul
Unfathomable grace, blinding beauty I behold
Your radiance with a million eyes I wish to see
The agony of longing, desire lights up my being
Wounded wings exult, delightful, delirious flight.
Prayers softly whispered with unwritten words
Emotions and gratitude in soulful songs unsung
Tender love, unasked, unfamiliar, unlived in me
Sacred place of prayers, rendezvous, my poetry.
