Fie on you, O Stranger! As you come and go,
don’t you realize you blaze my soul?
You are a stranger in my eyes, but not my heart;
captive in your aura, that’s what for it longs.
Until you came, I didn’t realize my heart to be,
so poignant; as life tore it apart.
Now, my addled mind questions me,
to which, I can only remain, silent.
You came, you saw, you conquered…… my heart.
But why and how? Silence. Again.
Now, I am abstemious in my world with you,
a picturesque serene place I never want to lose.
But alas! Life isn’t fair, for you went afar,
just as sudden as you had come close.
But it is a deplorable fact that you don’t,
even know what you did to my heart.
Still, I feel nonplussed when I feel my unbridled love,
and how, you claimed a stake over my soul,
for, I had closed the door, now and for ever.
Now, I see you abscond and acquiesce….
as you came and went with a whiff of the wind,
but could never realize my heart writhe in pain.
Fie on you, O stranger! You care naught about my heart,
which you grew and killed,
for you, you are a stranger in my heart, but not my eyes,
But, will you ever realize that it is not so?
– Shreshtha Chakraborty (2012)