Ghazal

You are a beautiful poem: 

Phonics can't fit you in a form;

Phrases can't define your abundance;

Hours of thinking can't elucidate!

You are the deepest of longing

That lingers in the timeless realm,

But makes my time-boxed life worthwhile. 

My timid consciousness, daring subconsciousness, 

And hidden unconsciousness all surrender to you!

Whenever my mind slips into the material madness,

You tow me back into your galaxy of vastness. 

You are just a speck in the infinity:

Yet no measure can fit your infinitude;

Soothe me with your sonorous frequency,

Hold me tight as I walk the wire to reach you,

Veer me through a wormhole like a magic,

Keep me blinded in your light of sorrow!