O Lover Mine......... Poem by Abhishek Pandey

O lover mine, o lover that art gone…..
I live but would rather die,

I see not for the tears that flow,
I breathe not for I sigh.

As a moth that loves the flame,
And by that flame is done to death….

Within myself I lit a fire,
This now robs me of my breath.

The night I spent in counting stars,
The days in dreams of days to be.

When homewards thou the rains shall turn…….
The moon-fair face I again shall see.

O lover mine understand……….
How the fire of separation burns…..