Volume XI:: November, 2002

"I have lost myself"

You love me, a joke
I love you, a truth
You live for me, a hopeless hope
I live I die for you, not pretence no
I see love in your eyes, I am blind
I hear the words, I am deaf
I feel you, I am numb.
Not death will do us apart my love, no no
Not rebirth will bring us together my love, no no
So I go, gathering my reminiscences
Hitherto and further more
My heart ever despondent and so more
No one beside me
No one to follow
Unknown, where these legs will take me
How long should I walk on
Where will be my final rest
How far will I be from you
Or why should I even count the miles at all
The life is gone from my life, and with the life go I
Now I retain nothing of what we shared
Now I forget what we did not
Will I be the same person again?
Not me my love, no no
Will I ever look back to see your figure fading
I won't my love, no no
trying to avoid my own shadow
I go to the darkness and he leaves me too
Follows me no more
And youth's sweet-scented manuscript
Is forever closed.
 


Shradha Rayamajhi
Katmandu, Nepal

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