After the Honey-Moon

O' my Beloved!

Joy unknown to me for years

Dropped into my mind from somewhere

Splashing myself to all around

The mind left with no-self

But the joy of finding you

The joy of having you as my Beloved

Merging myself into your self

Making the composition complete

Of you and me, neither you nor me

Since then I have been trying to collect

Scattered pieces of the self

To recompose myself

But failing for the joy coming in between

And splashing the pieces again and again

What did you do, why did you do this to me

Through the meeting, wanting to know

Direct from you, tell me please!

O' my Lover!

Didn't do anything, my dearest!

But lost myself in the meeting

Had gone back blank-headed

Lost everything in wilderness of your love

Beyond my comprehension

Now, absorb the leftover me into yourself

Or give me back myself, if you can

Since the meeting,

I have been wandering here and there

Not finding my home to find rest and respite

That had been in my lonesome nights

I have the intuition now -

It is in your arms close to your heart

Reconstruct me and home me please!