banamala sen Poems
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I can never stop loving you - that's the problem!
Not in Summer, not in Winter,
Not in Sun, not in Snow,
Can you stop loving me?
Many many months ago, many many years ago,
Blossomed a feeling, and the feeling grew,
Without any reason.
It just grew and grew - nobody knew
Until one day it shocked its owners!
What do I do with this feeling?
It does not leave me, although it should,
It does not allow me to rest, although I need rest.
So, I am handing it to you,
The other day I was walking on the beach,
And found a little boy unwaveringly making sandcastles!
How much I felt I was him!
Making sandcastles all day, till today!
I thought I had everything, everything someone could crave for,
I thought I was fulfilled,
Did I realize my prized castles were made of sand?
Only to get washed away in the fathomless ocean!