Just when I took a few more steps
I could see the road ahead was covered with mist, I was scared
I wanted you to hold my hand & show me the way,
I was blindly in love with you
waited, waited & waited but no sign of you, I decided then to go ahead to reach what I believed was your soul.
But I reached a dead end, a deep gorge
I had lost way long back...
You called me friend, while I was looking for love in you, which I now realize was a mirage.
A mirage not of road ahead but It was like you, standing in the white gown of mist.
I held something that felt like your hand, couldn't figure out who was to jump to the other side of the gorge.
I did, You disappeared
I am in darkness again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem