My Poems My Hidden Desire Poem by Gajanan Mishra

You are my poem,
My poems my hidden desire.
You are my running point,
My royal sight, my fabric light.
I am in you, in your ideas,
In your body, in your soul.
Through you, I see the time,
Through you, I overtake the whirlwinds,
Through you, I catch the pulse-beats, humanity.
I am there in you, my dreams, my poems.
I am there in the sky, my life my earth.
Everything is there to see,
Everything is there to leave,
Everything is there to reflect,
The life, the rise, the circus,
The ring, the territory, the waves.
Okay, my magnetic friends,
Okay, my threads of ideal dreams,
Okay, my light and my colors,
Come on to my poems and stay within.
I invite you to walk with me,
I welcome you to reproduce inside and outside,
I order you to stay fixed,
I pray you to take the matter
To the highest point of crossroads.
You are my eyes, my legs, my hands,
You are my poems, my dreams, my life.