Do I Love You?

Do I really?

No, I don't!

Perhaps I do!

O no I don't!

You see my Lord?

This is what has been going on.

Whenever I try to think,

Whether I love You or not

And this is what has been going on!

And I'm always bewildered,

Upon whether I love You or not?

The reason my Lord:

If I did love You the way I should,

I would've been crying for You,

Danced in Your holy name!

With hairs standing on the end;

I would've been searching for You,

Practically everywhere!

Crying and rolling on the ground,

Even in the harsh rain;

I would've been so restless,

Without You!

Yet so satisfied,

Because of Your transcendental game;

I would've been sacrificing everything,

Every practical attachment indeed;

I would've been chanting Your holy name,

As if its the sweetest one indeed:

Sweeter than every practical sweet,

Taking it all in,

As if You're dancing upon my tongue:

With Your eternal beloved.

I would've been dreaming,

Seeing and feeling,

Crying and laughing,

Dancing and singing,

In Your separation,

I would've been wait desperately for You.

But the sad truth is,

I don't do any of above.

And that's why my sweet Lord,

I'm still bewildered,

About the eternal fact:

That whether I love You or not.