Dedicated to my heavenly wife R. Mala.
I’m not myself, when you are here
As you fill my heart with happiness
I feel as if I’m sitting on an ivory tower
I wish, I wish joyfully to reach heaven
I’m not myself, when you are away
As I miss you, miss you so much
I feel as if I’m a forsaken lamb
I hate, I hate sadly to reach hell
I’m always myself, when things happen
As I make them, make them happen
I feel happy, happy to be with my loved one
I wish to have my loved one always near me
I’m never myself when things fail to happen
As I let them, let them fail miserably
I feel bad, bad for letting them fail
I regret, I regret just to be an onlooker
I’m neither myself nor myself as I look at myself
I’m either myself or myself when you look at me
I’m yours, yours, as I see an angel in you
I’m barren without you, as you are my queen.
This blog post is by resident A Ramasami, resident of Serene Pelican by Columbia Pacific Communities.
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