The Grass Hopper Poem by Brotipriya Das

Once, I waited for you;
Till the sun became cold and dark;
The moon rose and
Stars did spark.
Once I lived for you, when
You gazed at me; you smiled,
And walked away.
I stood still, and the Numbness flew.
I don't know,
I might blinked or blushed;
Or may be I did glow.
Dark, it was; did you see?
Did you felt the glee;
Or it is just me love thee.
Once I died for you.
Or may be thousand times,
I lived, for the ends for the primes,
I walked with you once, the day;
I hold.
That grass field stand still, behold.
Where we laid down, for hours.
I not here now; not alone,
Embraced by grass hoppers.