Some pain,
With myself, I believe too deep,
Has tormented me in few months.
The inner me asks for justification,
As there are no signs of unification.
Not to prove the one whom I love,
Nor to the world I live in,
But first of all to myself.
What is this which isn't solved?
Or which has always been dissolved.
Is this love a mystery?
Or urging to become a history!
I have become lifeless,
Rightly with very little life.
How can one dominate one,
Who can see no one, but only one.
My hands are chilled,
And I know winter isn't that far.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar
Dated: 13/11/2019
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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