Neither will you be able to forget me,
Nor will you be able to forgive yourself.
Not so easily.
Whenever you are going to read poems,
Or you will listen to somebody's songs,
Your heart will think of the estranged lover,
The one who never cheated.
Those springs, those moonlit nights,
Those sceneries painted in words,
You will remember my poems,
Then my thoughts will unavoidable.
I had your bare face in my hands,
Just like a scented flower of rose,
And you had clung to my voice,
How will you be able to forget,
Such a magical recent time.
You were always eager to see me,
Such a period has passed you by,
If you think these are sweet lies,
Ask your own frozen heart,
And it will come to life.
Neither will you be able to forget me,
Nor will you be able to forgive yourself.
Even I am unable to forget you,
You are my sole soulmate.
But you are not able to forgive yourself,
I am able to forgive you whenever.
I will take this period just as testing times,
I am mature and I will never forget you.
I am not going to move on for yourself.
What if someday you come and say,
*"It was a serious test of your love!"
You will not forget,
I will easily forgive.
You just need to come back,
No apologies expected.
Just you need to be back.
I just remembered the words, you had said.
You had cautioned me, "There will come a time when you will be posed with an option to move on and find a suitable daughter-in-law for your parents."
Well, that time is here and I have an answer for you,
"My parents are not going to lead my life,
I know my parents' choices are bad,
They have chosen each other..."
HP Poem #1284
©Atul Kaushal