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Sachin Bisht Poem
“How do I start?
How do I start, the story of the end?
It starts after you going away,
Leaving me astray,
Going through it all was a long haul.
But now I have arrived at the shore where I don’t feel anything no more,
I’ve travelled a long way from you
And from new possibilities too,
After you I never intended to be secluded
But after you I had no place to feel included.
It is bitter it is sweet, you are away but I am at least on my feet.
I have learned which I can’t share,
With you it was magical, it was sweet
But feeling it all again, I wouldn’t dare.
It’s true you’ll never be erased from my stories,
It’s true I wanted more of you,
It’s true I am left with nothing of you,
And it’s true you’ll always be there in my memories.
It’s not reminiscing that I am doing It’s my life without you that I am showing..."
Copyright © Sachin Bisht | Year Posted 2025
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Sachin Bisht Poem
Last night I saw you, In my dream,
You were standing there
Looking at me, with a smile so serene.
The impression of you was vague,
Darker was your hair
Wider was your smile
In your eyes, there was so much of glare.
By your image, I was mesmerized
I walked towards you,
I ran to catch you
But from the grip of the dark, I couldn't get through,
I was being occupied by the darkness all around,
Noo one was in that dark snow
But you, me and the dark scary background,
It never dawned upon me, to let that idea of you go.
I was feeding myself with idiosyncratic ideas of you,
Even though your impression faded a while ago
Perhaps, I got used to running after you
Sometimes loosing my patience,
Sometimes going slow.
There is no way this spell could be broken,
I was in a trap.
Then on my shoulder, I felt a pat.
And from this beautifully dark dream, I got out.
With my blurred vision, I looked around
But you were nowhere to be found.
With a sigh, not sure I was disappointed
Or in a relief, your idea was now far behind,
Even so abstract images of you are on my mind.
Copyright © Sachin Bisht | Year Posted 2025
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