WiThouT NaMe

I have seen you,and the moon no longer holds my gaze.

I have heard the music of your laughter,The river's song has grown silent to me.

I am lost in the feeling of you,
and I do not wish to feel anything else.

I am the hero of your story,
so I no longer wish to be in anyone else's.

I have fallen in love with the darkness of your hair,
so I am no longer afraid of the dark.

I have found you,
and I no longer wish to find anything else.

In your light, I discovered the sky,
and I do not wish to tell the stars your story.

Lost in your dreams,
I refuse to make reality my companion.

I have drowned in the lake of your eyes,
so do not ask me to rise.

There is your picture in that blue sky,
and I cannot take my eyes away.

There you stand, unblinking,
in that blue sari.
This is no worship.

Come,

I wait for you,

not as a dream,

but as something I believe will arrive.

 I don't really know

whether I should have fought for my love.

Should I be happy knowing

that she is happy now,

or should I hurt myself believing

that she would have been happier with me?

What will this world call me?

A brave man,

or a coward?