It’s been a year since you died
Hurt is still there but the tears now have dried
When you were alive, I kept troubling you
You were honest and true but I had a different view
I kept suspecting you for no particular reason
You endured my trouble in every season
It was all out of possessiveness and not because of hate
When I realized that the trouble was too much, it was too late
Thought our relationship would be for life-long
Fate had different plans and it proved me wrong
You left me alone to teach me the meaning of love
I have learnt it and I will not trouble you again, I vow
But it’s too late now to say anything
As with your departure, I have lost everything
I’ll have to wait for one more life
Till then, gods, would you take care of my first wife? ?
Sadness for things left undone. A lesson for us all. A write from the heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is very sad. Nice poem Anjana