Fog of Despair

You haven’t come this way for a long time  

‎The waters of the Ganges and Padma 

have flowed far and wide 

‎how much flood silt is there 

in the soil of my mind, 

‎come and plant your desires and abilities

according to your heart’s desire. 

‎A flock of see-gulls in the sky 

‎how long they have been knocking 

on the door   ‎

with flying dream letters. 

‎I have a chest filled with centuries of love,

which today is drowned 

in the fog of despair.

💚

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