Now Love, I Shall See You There
Now love, I shall see
you there…
You are you and I
not I.
Noble in deeds,
unparalleled in beau,
In status high whilst
very humble,
Loving—truly, and
loyal.
And I a Kashmiri
over again,
Born but after
independence–
No road with barb
wire’s barred,
No bungalows for
journeyers are
occupied;
And ah! Before the
invention of noisy
machines
And smoky cars.
And my cottage is
there,
Shepherds take their
flocks to graze.
I am not a
motherless any
more, sisterless guy,
Looking for a job in
his mid-thirties,
Incapable to tie the
long-longed knot.
I am enjoying a
carefree happy
road walk
With enough money
to demand boiled
indigenous eggs
With teas--
prepared
of buffalos’ milk;
And give the
sheltering poor
countrymen
Benevolently in the
morning.
Ah! As that American
vagabond wandered
alone,
And invited all, to his
journey unknown.
Copyright © Fayaz Bhat | Year Posted 2014
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