I Wonder by Vaibhav Mohan

 

I wonder all night in vain

If it would once more, your love rain

The joyful droplets on my face,

Oh my! How difficult it is, to you replace.


I wonder all night in vain

If I would ever kiss you again,

Your lips against mine,

‘Twas the sweet taste of heaven, divine.


I wonder all night in vain

Why to hear your laughter my ears do strain

My playful quips now on deaf ears fall,

Like you, no one I can enthrall.


I wonder all night in vain

When I would think of matters germane

But it haunts me, it does- your smile

Thinking of which I ran many a mile.


I wonder all night in vain

Why we sat there, missing the last train

Your presence by my side,

The wonderful distances we did stride.


I wonder all night in vain

This wondering, would it drive me insane?

The memories stare at me and shout,

The scent of your body drifts about.


I wonder all night in vain

Does it play tricks, my brain?

I hear your voice as I pick up the phone,

My heart beats wildly, alas! Its only the dial tone.


I wonder all night in vain

Why you did not complain,

I wasn’t by you in the hour of need,

For each such instance, forgiveness I plead.


I wonder all night in vain

If yourself you do refrain

The long silence due to hesitation

Overcoming all desires and temptation.


I wonder all night in vain

As I cry out for mercy, some treatment humane

My broken heart in the darkness lies,

Shall it heal as time flies?


I wonder all night in vain

When it would end, this pain

This too shall pass, they say,

Why then do I think of us all day?


I wonder all night in vain

When my eyes run dry and plane,

Whose tears shall I borrow

As I traverse this sea of sorrow?


I wonder all night in vain

The knight in shining armor (that’s me), has he been slain?

Did you then his death mourn?

All dreams and hopes asunder torn.


I wonder all night in vain

My thoughts, are they true? They make it plain

You shan’t be back, break all ties with the past!

I cower, how shall I undertake this journey lonely and vast?


I wonder all night in vain

What with platitudes my well wishers gain?

Isn’t it but a consolation prize after a test

To say that everything happens for the best?


I wonder all night in vain

What we have lost, what we did gain

Life isn’t fair as such,

Still you don’t deserve my love as much


I wonder all night in vain

Why with thoughts of you these pages I stain

You’ll be back, till then I’ll sustain

Even if you don’t, in my heart you shall remain…


Comments

  1. AtulDecember 18, 2023 at 6:20 PM

    Wow brother… many of us have loved and lost .. yet this one pierces hard.. just as it should. Beautifully

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