Today I can write the saddest lines
For by then she'll be no more in my heart
And I'll forget her, not for the pretense
But forget I must her, go I must apart
From the love that never came in existence.
Today I can write the saddest lines
For by then my mind will be free from her
And free from all the false memories that somehow
Were created by the chance and by the chance were
Kept hidden but mean nothing and mere nothing now.
Today I can write the saddest lines
For the day itself sheds thousands of tears
And I know not if for me it is crying
Or for the barren fields, thirsty for years
But thirsty I also and the thirst, never satisfying.
Today I can write the saddest lines
For these lines too will leave me by the end
Of this verse and will leave me just like
The one for whom all these are being penned
Ah! Nothing, nothing retains with me anything I strike.
Today I can write the saddest lines
For she has gone, and never to come back
For she has forgotten, and never to recall
But I will live, even albeit in her lack
And I will not need her, will not need at all.
Today is the best day
For by then my pen will but never
Write anything, and anything for her.
Today I can write the saddest lines For these lines too will leave me by the end Of this verse and will leave me just like The one for whom all here are being penned...love....... tragic end and its expressions, finely penned dear poet. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Banik, such a well penned lovely poem👍👍👍