Mundane World

In this dualistic state

of inability to speak to The beloved

I am numb

lost in a parallel world

it’s as if slowly

I am being dismembered

zoned out

when presence is required

in the mundane world

I am clueless

of what transpired

I am neither here

nor there

as yet

but live in that land

Of you and I


this is my zikr

My way of longing


My way of plotting

Our own world

My way of sanity

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