One day I will tell you everything.
How for a long time have I lived
This secret life;
How in the agony of not saying anything
Have I counted the moments;
Since when under the peepul tree
Have I been listening to
The mournful voice ;
Making all the known people unknown
When have I buried them together
Under the evening Gopal flower ;
How without anybody seeing anything
Have I lengthened the flame
Of the body's fire;
In how many bosoms
Have I built the cemetery of light.
One day I will tell you all
Opening out to you ...
Since when have I made
The day's pact with darkness.
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©hridayanan
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