I lay on the lap of the open skies,
The darkness of night, covering my face;
The wintry winds kiss my half-closed eyes,
The shimmering moon feels smiling with grace.
How I wish you to be the open sky,
How much I wish to kiss your eyes,
Feel your warm breath, your sensuous charm;
When I hold you close, very close in my arms.
Your dark brown eyes, your fluttering soft lashes,
Your long, wavy locks, feels like feather across my face;
Your gleaming smile, as if a moonlit night,
There's that something in you, which craves me to hold you tight.
Alas! All of it is just a dream,
Or is it a wish, unfulfilled to the brim?
May be it's a wish I dream to be true,
Or a dream, I wish to misconstrue.
No matter how far you are, away from me,
I still believe you, you to be a part of me;
Your thoughts churn out the emotions in me,
Your presence brings out the me, in me.
I know you would never be mine,
Still why in your thoughts, I feel like crying?
Neither can I cry, nor be with you,
Only close my eyes, to feel myself with you.
Vanquished, I Lay,
Beneath the open skies,
As lay my cigarettes,
When the leaf in them slowly dies.
The clouds of smoke, gradually faint,
Your love has left me, crippled & maimed;
Worn am I, and Torn apart,
But still, I'd Love You with all my heart....
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