The Words

The Words I’m a true lover But still I fail. The poem is finished And I became its language. Your smile blanked my face And I forgot how to smile. You feel I’m very arrogant But I’m so humble to you. I want to live in my heart And that should be you. I read poetry in your music And listen to the music in your poems. I’m only the mirror Of him who created me. Those birds, those flowers, those animals Can’t live without talking to me. I want to be always drunk For that I always meditate. I want to become the emptiness In that solitude. And to become nothing in that condition. I want to live eternally For that I’m travelling into that zone Where death can’t approach. Ramakrishna Chowdary Jasthi 28.05.2019