Nima Tharchen

Rookie - 0 Points (19/1/1989 / Bhutan)

Who Will Tell It? - Poem by Nima Tharchen

Who will tell it? Crestfallen tharchen
I can make my eyes stop staring
I will shut it, I have seen you
One of the most blissful fair being
I can avoid not hearing your harmonious voice
I have heard yours
The other melodies and tunes are mere noice
I believe I can live without your company
Before I met you
It was I, myself and me
I am my master
I can command my eyes not to see her
My mystified thoughts not to think of her
Order my mind not to speak of her
I can persuade every part
Alas! Not this unrestrained heart
It not knows that it has fallen for a girl
Who has no room for me in her world
She still loves him like a scent that lingers around
Love him limitlessly, she knows no bound
I was never in this love race
I am just another face
She will forget in some phase
I am miserable, my heart is no more mine
I should have never loved what would be never mine
My heart is being butchered bit by bit
But I can’t seem to stop it
But who will tell it?
Who will tell a person who listens no more
Who is destined to become a protagonist
Of a sad love lore

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 8, 2011



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