My Love

MY LOVE

                      ~ Saikat Das

I took birth, saw light, started crying;

This is only for the love for mine,

World comes and says, "Who is the girl?"

I tell that, "I'm the valuable pearl!

I'm the lover and the beloved one,

I'm the Milk and I'm the Swan!

I'm the Shiva and Shakti is me,

I'm the lock but I'm the key!

You are thinking that I am MAD;

But, O friend, thy self is in that!

The diff of you and me is thought,

Our "SELF" is one in a single slot.

I'm the king and I'm the poor,

I'm the disease and I'm the cure!

I'm the begger, donor I am;

I'm the Lion and I'm the ram!

I'm the formless, I'm the form,

I'm the cold, I'm the warm!

Knowing "I", the most difficult job—

You have to be robbed and you have to rob!"