On This Shore Of Life Poem by Sarojkanta Dash

In the quiet corners of my soul, I hold the tale of our love, a flame that once burned fierce and bright. We were two souls entwined, braving life's storms hand in hand. But fate dealt its cruel hand, tearing us apart, leaving me to navigate this world alone.

I remember the warmth of your touch, the way your eyes spoke volumes, and the melody of your laughter that echoed in my heart. We built dreams upon dreams, painting a future that seemed boundless. But then the winds of change blew fierce, and you were swept away to distant shores, seeking a livelihood in a land unknown.

The days turned to nights, and nights to days, and the silence grew louder, echoing the void left by your absence. I strained to hear your voice in the whispers of the wind and in the rustling leaves, but all I found was an emptiness that seemed to stretch to eternity.

War and terror descended upon our lands, ripping apart the fabric of our existence. The world around me crumbled, mirroring the wreckage of my heart. I clung to memories like a lifeline, hoping against hope that one day, you'd return to me.

In the quiet of my solitude, I reach out to you, my love, through the corridors of time. I yearn for the days when we were one, when our hearts beat in rhythm, when our souls danced in harmony. But now, I am left with fragments of our once-vibrant love, pieces that I hold close, aching for their lost wholeness.

I am a wanderer in the desert of despair, searching for the oasis of your presence. Each step I take is heavy with the weight of longing, each breath a reminder of the chasm that separates us. But still, I carry on, for in my heart, I know that love, true and enduring, transcends the boundaries of time and space.

And so, I wait, with bated breath and a hopeful heart, for the day when fate will smile upon us once more, reuniting our souls in a love that can never be torn asunder. Until then, I remain, a solitary sentinel, keeping our love alive amidst the shadows of separation.