If I could relive yesterday, just even for a while,
I’d say goodbye and kiss you and may see thine smile.
But then I fully realized that this could never be,
For emptiness and memories would take the place of me.
When I thought of worldly things I might miss come tomorrow
I thought of you and when I did my heart was filled with sorrow.
When I walked through heavens gates I felt so much at home.
Well, now,
If little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly, you forget me, do not look for me,
For I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it is long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember, on that day, at that hour,
I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But, if each day, each hour,
It feels that thou art destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower climbs up to thy lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on thy love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in thine arms
without leaving mine.
(Mphil-Phd) Thecho, Lalitpur