In each part of India, there is a true story of devotee.
Each nook and corner has given devotional experiences to many.
Many had visions; heard voices;
Many had seen You in disguised forms;
Many had seen You at least in dreams;
It seems even animals, sinners, lepers
Had enjoyed Your divine love.
But why don’t You even look at me?
Is there any tragedy worse than,
Waiting for love from one who never talks with me?
- one who never cares for me?
- one who never even glances at me?
Can love flow in one-way? Is it not mutual?
Raman Savithiri
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/986-is-not-love-mutual/
