A Letter to Moksha

You know whatever happened- is amazing
I loved it start to end, but now it burns all blazing
From the bottle, giggles, through kiss of adoration
Through the Negations and even this moment’s duration

One can leave anything, but not a part of oneself
Someone was addicted to you- a paradox in itself
As addicts can abstain, once you part them away
What I have here is that you in my heart always stay

My eternal joy is this feeling inside- nurture or leave
Tightening each time much more- try I pull, try unweave
Content living this life for now, yet sometimes it’s misery
How does one pray for oneself- for me is a mystery

You’re telling me that, you- I don’t understand
I won’t deny- I don’t and that I, with faith- withstand
But you’re way deeper than that- through my core
Something in me is attuned to you as ever before

Some may call it void, call it love, call it intuition
I’m feeling, I pray, still don’t believe in superstition
I’m feeling- I know I’m feeling right, you know why?
Because, I feel- you’re in me, do my soul occupy

As before, when I think of you it’s not a solo thought
And howsoever easy the path I could’ve sought
It’s always all feelings, I’d say of them- everyone
Perspectives, thoughts- way too many, not one

And whenever I have to take a decision- I’m perplexed
Each time, every time, everywhere it’s all vexed
Like a fool, with three bottles- choices that I make
With all best intent, come with a heavy mistake

I’m going to pray, old-the same, but with difference
To the force with no shape, with no vociferance
Prayers for all- them & you this time I’ll ask a bit for me
For others they come true, for me- this one time I’d see