Maybe, maybe, maybe,
You have moved on,
You have started to live,
You have forgotten me.
Maybe, maybe, maybe,
The guides are in success,
Your councils in cheers,
Freedom free.
Maybe, maybe, maybe,
The place has changed,
You have met new,
Or still in contact with old.
Maybe, maybe, maybe,
You have removed me,
You have no remembrance,
You are happy with no me.
Yes, yes, yes I take this,
But there are few you must hear,
And few to put deep into your,
Maybe, maybe and maybe.
Yes still,
I start my day with your name.
I carry your memories,
And you in me.
I cherish your image,
That picture you had depicted.
I cry for your ignorance,
For leaving me alone.
Maybe, maybe, maybe
You will understand me someday.
Maybe, maybe, maybe
You will come back to me someday.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar
Dated: 05/01/2020
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A well penned poem that conveys the message of poetic expression...10+++