I am not the same man, as i was till yesterday,
I cried when one greeted me,
I laughed when i heard about some one's death,
I broke the statue, i used to bow,
I touched my feet and saluted to self,
I don't need to see my beloved any where out,
I see him playing with my spirit, inside me,
The game of hide and seek,
He hid himself inside me,
And i was seeking him outside,
When i peeped inside,
I caught Him of His radiance,
Slowing in dark, shining in night,
Do you want to see Him?
Close your eyes.
He is more near to you,
As you think to yourself.
By Durgesh Bhardwaj
poetries are written in lucid interval in yule nights.
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