my heart breaks again and again
trying to erase your memories.
how hard it is to forget!
how has the fragile pigment of ink
become so unwashable?
i let tears flow freely
in a vain hope that it shall
rub my slate clean,
and rid me of this pain -
unbearable, illogical, unnecessary!
i miss you terribly, and
moments of pain pulsates
through my very being.
i try to forget, but every little instance
brings you back, live and knocking!
so many words remained unspoken,
so much time remained unspent,
and yet i can speak no more,
i can reachout no further,
somethings are not meant to be!
in this mote of dust
suspended in a sunbeam,
gratefulness is all that i cherish,
that i could live what until now
was just a four lettered word!
it is all that i have, and
it is all that i will keep having,
that i shall be a well-wisher
until the last breath blows,
until my flame flies off!
- nayan
5:40pm, Friday, February the 9th, 2024
patna
