I
can hardly breathe
This
is not the air for life
My
pulse drops
Strangely
it reminds me the lines
From
my previous half-dead poem
“I’m
here to love you
And
talk to you endlessly”
I’m
here talking to you endlessly
But
I can see the end
In
your eyes too
This
is not the world I wished for
This
is not that planet
This
is not even that realm
Where
endlessness of wishes
Are
valued, nurtured
Beyond
its finite endlessness
I
have crossed my heart for you
Till
eternity
But
I can’t say this here
This
is not the place, my love
This
is not that realm
Where
you and I can stare endlessly
Into
each other’s eyes
And
become one with the eternal flow
We
are on a wrong planet
These
are not our people
They
don’t know love
Love
can’t be taught!
Cannot
be taught!
Can
never be taught!
We
can’t teach a fish to swim
A
dog to bark
Or
water to flow
I’m
telling you
This
is not our place
I
can’t ask you to come with me
But
know this my love
You
can’t live here either
Like
this is not a place for me
You
don’t belong here too
So
if someday
You
are fed of this finitude too
Shout
“Love” seven times
Or
whisper it forty times
I’ll
be there with you
At
your first shout only
Or
at your first whisper may be
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