The Last Stanza
Strangers in Love
I feel no more the pains of the world
I wish not to share them.
Human I am and human let me be.
The heart was broken once;
The pieces do not fit together now.
What was lost is lost forever.
Do not speak; don’t tell me your secrets;
Let’s remain strangers and yet be friends.
For it’s strangeness that keeps us together;
Familiarity will do us apart.
No love; no lust; no words to share;
Just an eternal silence
And an assurance that you are there
Life is long but the end is approaching.
Promise me, as we part,
To erase all that’s mine from this world
For I wish not to be a part of it.
Prashant Das
I am a 23 year old guy who recently completed his Bachelor in Engineering. Borrowing Chekov's line I would say, "Engineering is my lawful wife, but literature is my mistress." I write fiction mostly stories and poetry.
( Mar 30th 2011, 09:43 PM ) says:
Very nice, Mr. Das.
( Mar 31st 2011, 08:55 PM ) says:
i do no wish to be part of it as well.
:)
great poem!
( Apr 3rd 2011, 12:02 AM ) says:
I felt the same the other day, when she walked by me. Not even looking. I know what the author might have felt like.
( Apr 7th 2011, 01:53 PM ) says:
good shot .....
nice poem +awesome intro