Alok Mishra

Shiva | A Poem

Shiva Poem English Alok Mishra

Shiva

Shiva
destroy ‘me’
please.

Burn ‘my & me’
to unseen ashes
and free
‘nothingness’
to mingle with YOU.

This ‘I’ needs
the Ganges you decorate
in your mystifying Jata.

Let the holy water
wash the ashes, before
returning to eternity.

O’ Shiva,
destroy me,
please!

 

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