Lost World Poem by Bishnupada Sethi

The moon rays entering through the sky light
Reflect on the face of my beloved,
The music from the player has stopped
After going unheard for some time,
The cool air of the last winter nights
Enter my home from all the sides,
As she feels cold, she holds me closer
And I feel her warmth in my arms;
I feel lucky to have come a long way
Over the years living together.

There is no one on the street outside
It is all quiet and tranquil;
Peace pervading everywhere
Is broken by the barking of street dogs.

I get up in the mid night
Not to find her in my arms,
I fail to locate me in the dark
And I bend on my knees to pray
To tell me what all happened;
I pinch my self not to feel any pain
As a voice from no where tells
I am not in my home where I thought to be.