I Still Wait Poem by Prafulla Kumar Panda

Time like a bullet train so swiftly left
dropping us behind
on two different paths that hardly intersect
now, I am present, and you're my past

memory once under the spell of the summer breeze
was forgetful of all shames and shies
to coup the winter wind with a good shove
to thrive and rule with an un-checkmated move

as I see thy face through the window of my mind
you appear very known but very unkind
memories burst like bombs to ruin my patience
and shake and smother the temple of my existence

with bated breath, now I lie on this vast earth
since the day you've left
often memory plays the devil's game
and makes fun at the very love's name

with a heavy heart I still wait
where once we stood like innocent brats
and for hours I only gaze at
like an owl, into the dark yon desolate path.

©Prafulla Kr. Panda, India.
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