Lost Poem by Piyush Mishra

I laid down a paper, white and plain,
And my hand, trembling, started writing,
Bit by bit, words after words,
Some thoughts came and left me in vain.

It was far ago in time,
In my memory it was irreplaceable,
But I have lost the paper along time,
Along a journey away from you.

But the lines are there in my mind,
They were for you and for you only,
Still in my sight, each words I still adore,
But I have lost the paper like I have lost you.