Making myself understand was so difficult
Had I known it
While measuring my distance
From myself
I will traverse so much so far?
Who had known
I would leave Gopapur
The cowherd and the bank of Yamuna
I am not saying about you
You do not understand
I am alive without you
In the past.
I had known
That all would say the same thing
The drama won going on
The drama ended
And there was no need
Of the countries, the pomp and pleasure
Who will refuse
To attain a new body
After loosing a body.
Everything was wrng and false
The moments
Which I was living on
Were not mine.
Some of the fate lines
On my forehead
Were broken and not clear.
The times
I was away from you
All were thinking
I was only laughing
The more
You had shed tears
Remembering
I was only storing my sighs.
And I was checking the flow
Of my tears.
And in order to
Not to show others
I was smiling and laughing
Befooling others with so many illusions.
And nobody could understand me
So I was left to be
Invincible, Impenetratable and not understood
Lovely! Lovely! i can feel the strong emotion with which this poem was written. I love this and think you are a great love poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a lovely poem.. heart felt