Yet I Know Poem by Shamik Kumar Bose

Yet I know, one day I shall be leaving all of you for an unknown
that thought does not put me into turbulence any more
a reflection of the full moon on my well
now lying dead in this cold winter
like that dead image, I shall be one day
the image will remain like that with all of you

Who knows! I may come back as a bird again
shall make a nest inside our favourite tree
her shadow we all crave
her fruits we all eat
her flowers we all like
then what about love? do we love ourselves like we all like the tree?
Unlike that, this thought puts me in turbulence
it grieves me, for I want to know it now
I am afraid to carry it as unknown to that unknown
till that time when
a reflection of the full moon on my well shall be lying dead in some winter
like that dead image, I shall be leaving all of you for an unknown.

copyright: shamik bose 2009