Where are you, my love?
Are you in paradise?
Milking white cow
And listening tunes of birds
Or are you in your room
Listening heavy metal
And smoking marijuana
Or are you in your library
Reading words of love, seeking
Knowledge and wisdom
Or are you in hell?
Selling your body
Satisfying unwise men
Or are you heartbroken
And trying to find me
or Someone just like me
To fulfil your aloneness
Are you near that lake?
Where we spent long hours
Fishing and reading poetry
Tell me my love
Where are you?
Maybe right now,
You are in me
I know you are in me
You are God’s divine creation
And I feel your smell
In every petals of the red flowers
And I feel your light
With every morning
When there is sunrise
And I feel your body
Every night when I go to bed
But I repeat my beloved,
Where are you?
This poem has been submitted for publication to, Linguaphobous Journal
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