Me And My Solitude 02 - Poem by Rafiqul Anowar
Strange to have memories of you these days.
You were not there and you are not here also,
But when I remember, why do you exist everywhere?
As long as I think of you, I can hold myself.
As long as I see your deepest blue eyes…
Feel I am alive and lucky enough to have love for you.
Though I sense a cry hidden inside you,
I prayed rain to fall so wildly
as no one can see it.
I asked the pacific wind to blow the bagpipe -
So that no one can hear anything but -
your whisper, When you will talk to me
in my imagination in the midst of moonshine.
Now you can come to me and sit for a moment -
To tell the last words, to say me good bye.
The story I had written sixteen years ago,
Even our last conversation…but
It was just a wait, waiting for the wound.
Like Tristan dying at the shore, waiting for -
For your love only.
Walking beside the sea -
Thinking what you have not to say in that morning.
What I have to decide and what I will do after that.
People loves to remember and will forget also-
The love stories of the world.
And they will stop thinking about us in time.
So as long as I am alive,
I'll keep watching magical moments in your eyes.
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