Ne Obliviscaris

you took my hand, and took us outside
when in the sun I saw
three sleepless nights in your eyes

whatever beauty was out there before
didn't last long
enough for two of us to share

did you ever find it after?

do you remember telling me
that if you did, then you'd surely find a way to me and
find a way to tell?

with you gone for so long
who is to tell

if you came through the door
or from watching the moon for too long,

if the way it seems is the way it is now
or if it was all just a dream?

who will tell
for everyone else is sleeping
and might as well be dead?

Forget not
the ancient song

how you told me to not forget
in a forgotten tongue

Poetry by Praveen Bhusal
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Written on 2018-02-24 at 11:55

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The tone of this is so mystical and melancholy-- it made me think of the past and what I long for. Evocative; thank you for sharing!