Jesus Poem by P.A. NOUSHAD (SHOMSI)

Jesus,
come back, come back, come back,
I thirst for you
I wait for you,
the love as an ocean
flows from you, I feel,
as the moon dappled stream flows
reflecting its beauty ever,
wings of service, compassion,
truth, love, fighting against injustice...
merge into one,
you were calm, tranquil
even when you face the inquisition
humiliation and intimidation,
when? from where?
that I don't know sure
I have got a soft spot for you
the depth your love,
a sweet breeze now touches
the brain, heart, mind and soul,
7-2 BC to 30-33 AD, Roman Empire,
Nazareth, Galilee, Mary...
some of your traces in history,
dear...
commission is the God here now
it makes someone to fame
society admires them
media supports them, I feel,
tears trickle down my cheek
and I thirst for you,
your presence,
dear...
nepotism and commission play their role
to decide who are the talents
to get the fame
real talents are neglected here
marginalized here, I feel,
my heart aches, aches for you,
your values,
compassion and love
could I expect them from your followers
I don't know dear
could have they comprehend me
I don't know dear
my mind whispers
and I feel the sublime joy in your memory,
undiminished it is I realize
being in harmony with the infinite, I feel,
Jesus,
come back, come back, come back,
I thirst for you,
I wait for you, dear, here.