A Lover’s Monologue 2 Poem by Sanjukta Nag

Do you remember those days
When I had written so many poems on you
With the ink of my love…

Thereafter,
The earth revolved around the sun half a dozen times
The moon made the sky black by waning herself over and over
Sandy storms appeared to blow away some leaves of life.
Dust spread its wings upon the eyes
And blurred the vision with tears.
I know,
All these are preserved well inside the secret box of our mind.
But can you answer my dear
What happened in the middle of the journey of our love?
What occurred between the expected and unexpected desires of our heart
That our bed of fondness
Covered itself with bloody thorns!
Nowadays, when I open my dried eyes
I can witness,
Our primeval Adam-Eve relationship has transformed into a fossil
North wind has swallowed the only missing-link
Pleasure is running towards unpleasantry
Life is dying inside us every hour.
Do you know,
How all the warmth died?
Who buried those cozy moments wrapped with caresses?
I didn’t want to be dead
I didn’t want them to be dead
You also never pictured this in your darkest nightmare.
Then what becomes the reason for us to suffer?
What has made our youth so rougher?

Do you still remember those days
When I had written so many poems on you
With the ink of my love…