The Clairvoyant Love Poem by Surya Pratap Singh

You can touch my heart with your chords,
It will return a damp tone or something,
You can rumble loud my words,
For I cannot love you, it's good for nothing,

It's okay if you still feel for me,
But I do not care for this love anymore,
I think it's okay that I fell in love with someone,
Who more or less didn't care,

Long pleadings and longer waiting,
What do you want me to give,
Shorter Temper, bigger the ego,
Makes us very small in the long life we live,

I jumble the words the way you jumbled my heart,
They hush, murmur and upon the pages they crawl,
Little did I knew it was an art,
Until I tried myself with my bosom in bawl,

See, life is generous and love is death,
For love has killed gods and demons,
See, with such power I loved you my best,
My heart, my soul, my all summoned,

It has burned me, bruised me and has left me with scars,
I think it's time for them all to heal,
It has taught hard and showed me wars,
Those bruised scars I keep concealed,

You will find my love buried in the Graveyard,
For my body still lives there,
You will get what would you have loved,
Not my soul but my body, beware

I am dead now,
My past and present and future are all same,
I am a broken vow,
That I took to keep, all in your name,

I still wonder, my darling,
How would our love have been,
But now I know it's too clairvoyant to be slaved,
To become a servant to the foolish human being