Unacquainted Silhouettes



You don’t realize your own self well,
neither grant me the opportunity to do so

Yet I’ve always managed to make
those discreet endevours in seeing you,
the way you should be seen-
a magnificent embodiment of mind
and mindlessness, thoughts and action,
love and duties,
of human and divine co-existence;

even if I don’t want to, yet
I happen to plunge into the divinity
manifested in you-
The sheer brilliance in
the way you forge things to
be catered to the world

That for me you are no less
than a Godsent mired in
the cumbersome reality of the world,
only to unravel the latent recesses
of your own magnanimous self

If only you could see, what
I can see!