I Want You

I want you

With my cup of tea

I want you 

Everywhere I see

I want you 

In my wishful reverie 

I want you 

When silence speaks for me.

In the latest novel of Kundera

In an umpteenth treat of Tagore

In a poem I barely understand

But somehow I crave for more;

The good old tunes of Don Mclean

When Rahman makes my heart sing

or Burman brings the retro back

The radio plays my favourite track

I want you,

The times I beg and pray,

The times I wail in pain,

The times the lion inside me roars,

The times my strength gets devoured,

I want you.

When I stand up for my right

When I stay up through the night

When I dance, happy and relieved 

When I look for a reason to live 

I want you.

The dream of a true democracy

The fight to chance the society

The struggle through this confusing time

The strive to gain equality;

In my protests and rebellion

In the inprobability of my passion

In war and in peace

In Syria and in Greece

When my heart and mind

Fall in skirmish

You are the truce

Hence I want you

And I want you.