Six months seem six years long,
Dropped you a “Hi” but felt it was wrong.
The soil started to harden again,
Maybe because I only relied upon the rain.
Saw the yellowing willow as time went by,
Neath its bowers, dreams once rose sky-high.
I watched the branch that quietly let go of a bird,
Waited for years whose voices never heard.
Our sky sun-kissed with summer and sunflowers,
Cold clouds would stay far for hours.
Your skin so simple yet so sparkling,
Couldn’t help but just loving.
A heart could pace faster than your mind,
Or would you do the same if it were your first time?
Maybe I was too driven all these years for a light,
And now the fear of losing her haunts me every night.
-Arun Bahadur Gurung