I wandered lonely as a sheep
I wandered lonely as a sheep
Like the white one which is
Tied outside one of the shops
In the bazaar-
It looks like it has no business
Being there.
I wandered lonely as a sheep,
Bounding over the textbooks,
And the half-written diary;
And the poetry by Rafael Campo;
And the late night coffee mug stain
On the desk on which I study,
But sometimes end up writing poetry.
I wandered lonely as a sheep,
Tip-toeing along the chain of thoughts
Of love and happiness,
And security long-forgotten;
Of betrayal and grief
And newer emotions I wish
I had never discovered;
Of friends and friendship;
Of love and the man I love
Who I know will never love me back.
I wandered lonely as a sheep,
I heave one last sigh,
And jump, over the fence-
Beyond, to freedom.
Like the white one which is
Tied outside one of the shops
In the bazaar-
It looks like it has no business
Being there.
I wandered lonely as a sheep,
Bounding over the textbooks,
And the half-written diary;
And the poetry by Rafael Campo;
And the late night coffee mug stain
On the desk on which I study,
But sometimes end up writing poetry.
I wandered lonely as a sheep,
Tip-toeing along the chain of thoughts
Of love and happiness,
And security long-forgotten;
Of betrayal and grief
And newer emotions I wish
I had never discovered;
Of friends and friendship;
Of love and the man I love
Who I know will never love me back.
I wandered lonely as a sheep,
I heave one last sigh,
And jump, over the fence-
Beyond, to freedom.
Tui na ekta ja ta bhalo likhish.
ReplyDeleteAbout love and loneliness and other sad things.
It makes this odd feeling in me, reading them.
Either way, they deserve more comments.
Thanks Shalmi, I know they do. But alas, there is no place for us struggling poets in this world...
ReplyDeleteWill it be 2 much if i say that u speak my heart?
ReplyDeleteIn this poem, everyone will be able to find at least one line which spells out the story of her life.
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