Letter I can never send

You are my inspiration
Where are you
You had said the musk is inside
The deer always has always will
That musk, that inner light
That we all possess
How I know this but
Still “I” don’t know

My mind and my body
Are in chaos
I know that we have never “met”
I am restless indoors and outdoors
What is this love of mine?

How can I find some one?
Who can take this message?
To my “inspiration” …
(For my favorite poet – Kabir Das)

Seema Sahoo – ©

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