Knowing Nothing

Love or friendship- Which is healthy for life? Love- still don’t know what that is Kiss or touch, sharing a bed Hands in hands walking on the beach Besides the blue ocean reciting a poem Or singing a romantic song Or reading the Keats or Byron Don’t know what love is Friendship- is it a pink wave of the mind? Or the brown sky of the thinking? Or the extravagance in time and money? Or the unconditional sacrifice? Nothing I know Yet, I say- I love you I’m your best friend By the ink of flower Sometimes I paint- Poetry or love or friendship But no artistry thus builds me Handworks make me a laborer Hand with mind work makes me a skilled worker Hand with mind through the heart makes me an artist But no peace is everlasting inside the canvas Sometimes I sell everything In the market of spirituality Hand or mind or heart Nothing is reliable in my knowing Unknowingly I meditate On the seed of love or friendship But unknown seed sprouts nothing ©Mahtab Bangalee February 02, 2025 Chattogram