Your Obscure Face Poem by Binayakumar Mohanty

In my memory
outline of your face
is obscure.

When we met
and so seriously
what we talked about
what was the reason of
so long our silence
I can not remember either.

Every time we ended
in a sigh of nothingness
after a cumbersome exercise
of body mind and spirit,
again followed
a suffocation long
of separation
of eternal longing
for each other.

Nowhere can your memory
sail me
Neither can I sell it
in the world market
fora profit
the pretty album of your memory
values a lot for me, despite.

The pages of every moment
spending with you
is unique.

At every attempt
I feel to you closer and closer
newer, brighter and sweater
though in my memory
out line of your face obscure.