Why must...? - A poem

Sometimes, a love poem conveys everything that you have been trying to say

Nawaid Anjum | Posted on 25 May 2016
Bonobology | Why Must...? | Poems About Love
Why must, every time, when I look at you, I stare?
Why must, every time, I find you beside me, yet not quite there?
 
Why must, every time, when I speak to you, I fumble?
For words, as if you were a master, I — a servant most humble?
 
Why must, every time, when  I look into your eyes, I catch
A glimpse of some faraway world, an alien snatch? 
 
Why must, every time, when I think of you, I smile?
As if you'll be forever around, not just for a while.
 
Why must, every time, when I see you go, I dread?
Will I be alive when you come back or will I be dead?
 
 
  

Nawaid Anjum

Nawaid Anjum describes himself as ‘A word-drunk literary drifter... writes, and faffs, among many other useless things, for a living... You can reach him at nawaidanjum@gmail.com.’ This piece was first published on November 2007 on Anjum’s blog (http://nawaidanjum.blogspot.co.uk/2007/11/meri-amrita.html) and has been reprinted here with his permission.

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I am Krishna: I love this! 'Why must, every time, when I see you go, I dread? Will I be alive when you come back or will I be dead?' so so poignant and true!

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