There is no one who says 'you'!

There is no one to call you!

Every time my heart breaks,

My heart is wounded,

I explain to myself silently—

There is no one to call you in this world.

The one I loved,

The one who loved me,

The light that lit my eyes,

That light has gone out silently today.

My you—

Has been swept away by the current of time,

As if beyond an unknown shore,

Where even memories never return.

Sometimes in the evening,

I smell you in the air,

I feel your existence,

It feels like you are next to me,

But when I touch you—

I find nothing but emptiness.

When the moon rises in the night sky,

I search for the light in your eyes,

But these days even the moon seems tired,

Silent, desolate and silent.

I know there is no one called 'you',

yet I search for you again and again,

as if love were a habit,

and oxygen that came by mistake.

Author: Associate Editor, Tahid-ul Islam