Gajanan Mishra
A Thing That Seperates Us
A thing that separates from me
Does not belong to me
And is not true
This body is separates from me
And is not true
And is not mine.
Nothing is mine I know
And I am here not to accept
Anything as mine
Not for myself
I also do not desire anything
As treating it as my own.
I know nothing remain
Ever with me
And so nothing is mine
I am moving away every moment
O my dear with you alone
You are only with me for ever.