Inquisitive Love! Poem by Priyaranjan Ojha

In our life certain thing begins
But never ends!
Sometimes I recall how it began,
Is it dying today?
Oh, its our mutual love,
Most truest one, most phenomenal!
I now mourn the loss,
More severely than the emptiness of death!
You, I forget you every night.
But the fresh sun brings before me
A new picture of you every morning,
Smiling and smiling!
My world is still surrounded
By history that will never repeat!
But a very little question
I do have to you!
In your world,
Is there any existence of myself?
Am I still alive there?
Or death, blessed death of my name
Has already blessed it?