gulab khandelwal selected poems

When I advance towards you,
The world begins to fade away,
And when I try to grasp the world,
Your hand appears to slip out of my hand.
Bring me out of this dilemma,
Put me on a straight path.
That there may not be any difference
Between you and the world,
That I may embrace this world of forms and colors
And yet feel no regret.

Put my name amongst those
Who could see you
In the tears of the poor and the desolate.
Show me the way
By which I can find you in millions of human beings.