Like the parabola,
as they say,
is the locus
of a moving point
that moves so that
It keeps same distance apart
From a fixed point, the focus
and a fixed line, the directrix.
Same is the case
with my life around you.
For as I have moved along
this path of life-
I have noticed
myself never so far
from you,
nor ever close enough
to be with you.
You have always been
a centre of my Universe,
the focus of the parabola-
the parabolic path
my life seems to follow.
And your ways have
always been like a directrix
Which I would have owned
Had it been possible
for me to quit
my own ways,
my own existence,
this very life
I owned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem has been painted so nicely and touching with a fantastic expression. Love and life style with friendship have been inscribed here astutely. Beautiful poem.