Agony Of A Beating Heart Poem by Arun Maji

Agony Of A Beating Heart

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My hope sinks
Like the setting Sun in distant horizon.

I waited for you.
Yes, o love, I waited for you
By this bank of river.

But you did not appear.
Nothing of yours did appear,
Nothing.
Except, memory of your warm touch
In that twilight,
When you and I
Walked on this river bank
Holding each other's hand.

Then, none of us spoke a word.
None.
Because our touch spoke all words.


And this twilight is as beautiful as
That twilight.
Except, you are not here today.

Your absence pierces my heart
Like a cold knife
That enters through beating heart.

Where are you?
Who are you with?
And what that bastard is doing to you?
How could he dare to touch you?

You have let him to do that.
Isn't it?
Why?
Are you not happy with my kiss?
My touch? And everything else
That I gave you in that twilight?

And I would give you more.
I would give you everything that is
Tangible and intangible,
Earthly and unearthly,
Human and superhuman.

Yes, I promise to give you everything
That living can give
And dead can give.

And be sure, no one can love you more
Than I can.
No one can burn you in fire more
Than I can.

© Arun Maji

Friday, January 17, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: heartache,heartbreak,love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sankhajit Bhattacharjee 17 January 2020

My hope sinks Like the setting Sun in distant horizon..................fabulous....10+

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