Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Pangs of Separation

Stillness of this night hurts me
more so now when am alone without you

night with glittering stars, moon
has tree in silver light standing alone

I wait for you, like each day of life
waiting to hear voices from across ocean

ocean too is silent today with no waves
they are in sorrow, solemn with my solitude

Even this wind is still today, still
with me, my heart and my being without you

In this night my eyes search for us,
Love, we are no longer we, we are not the same

Am without you here and you far
what can be worse than this night without you

Yet I have company of these tears
that roll down my cheeks one after another

My tears fall on bloom of your memories
only to appear as dew on flowers in morning

I pick these flowers, they are withered
but they carry your fragrance, without you

I carry you with me through my heart
through these little petals that do not look same

Oh, how do I remember your face
I have not seen you for days for nights here

This night is still the same without us
we are no longer what we used to, we are alone

I recollect your steps in the far streets
and I see your marks in spite of passing of time

Those streets that we roamed together
they still call out to both of us, to relive them

Yet I do not hear your voice now,
even though those streets are farther than you

How do I live without your eyes
big, bright eyes, with the glimmer of life for me

Love, why do we have to live suffering
why we are across borders and oceans suffering

This night is quiet as so many before it
not knowing that a storm brews in our hearts alone.

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