Emotions
—– Amarnath Sahani
VKV, Ziro
What sorrow moistens my eyes?
What thoughts fill my arms?
What illusion do I keep chasing restlessly today?
I would come to you as cold wind again,
Only to walk away from you again,
I would burn, turn into ashes and mingle in the dust,
Not even the fallen leaves of time would remind you of me.
A lot of nights spent in silence,
A lot of tears shed in anticipation,
A lot of footsteps halted in void,
The golden light of the rising sun
Remind me of my melancholy,
Faded colors in gold the field resemble,
Flowers of the sow a sweet child,
A few words meander from a restless poem,
Remember and the forgotten emotions.
