How the candles burnt
out I could never know,
How the roses perished
I could never know,
I only could know
when my heart craved for you,
And I could feel on
my cheeks the holy drops flow!
I sat on the bench
just behind yours,
But my freckled skin
and spectacled eyes,
Never interested your
fantasies to spare a glance,
My existence to you,
could never suffice!
During lunch I
invisibly sat somewhere near you,
You never knew,
You never cared,
I wasn’t a part of
the brigade you belonged to!
I cried at night till
my lungs gave away,
The pillow left wet
and damp,
But sleep got me to
you in my dreams,
Where your love
played the vamp!
But that spring was a
different one,
The wicked truck hit
your bike,
And you will never
know, the blood that flows in you is mine,
Whether you like or
do not like!
Your love took a back
seat,
Your friends looked
away,
But how could I close
my eyes to your despair,
I loved you to the
core of my heart, whether you give me light or take it away!
Aritra Chakrabarty Sengupta
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