Last Love Poem by Ravi Kopra

What other women can I love now?
It is better if I forget you.

My heart was broken when I met you
it is all chakna-choor - powdered - now
Some sticky paste pulsing in my chest now
What will it be tomorrow, I do not know.

No heart-mender can mend it now.
You used to say - kiss as if it's your last kiss
Dance as if it's your last dance and love as last love.
Yes, you were my last love. Absolutely, forever, last love!
Do not call me. I have had enough of your love.