[For Baba]
Words, my words cannot explain your beauty, beloved one: -
I shouted at the top of my lungs and
This did not help.
I lectured about you to everyone I met
And this did not help.
I wrote beautiful poems for you and
This did not help
I kept silent and looked at the sky
And looked at the ocean
I looked at the trees.
More importantly
I kept silence and looked inside.
And in this silence I met your eyes
I do not need any explanation now.
I do not need any words now.
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