This poem was written from the sickbed by Amrita Pritam to her partner Imroz.
Translated from Punjabi by Nirupama Dutt
I WILL MEET YOU YET AGAIN
I will meet you yet again
How and where?
I know not.
Perhaps I will become a
Figment of your imagination
And maybe, spreading myself
In a mysterious line
On your canvas,
I will keep gazing at you.
Perhaps I will become a ray
Of sunshine to be
Embraced by your colours,
I will paint myself on your canvas
I know not how and where—
Maybe I will turn into a spring,
And rub the foaming
Drops of water on your body,
And rest my coolness on
Your burning chest.
I know nothing else
But that this life
Will walk along with me..
When the body perishes,
All perishes:
But the threads of memory
Are woven with enduring specks.
I will pick these particles,
Weave the threads,
And I will meet you yet again.
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Is this a love poem or what? Mmm...
what do u think? :) in poetry, you must understand, that it is a medium inspired by emotions. it operates on the heart rather than the mind. and so to understand a poem, you must read with your heart. remember how you feel with every sentence-not every word. what matters is the end result, how you feel in the end.
sad?
happy?
weak?
scared?
empowered?
beautiful?
love means so much more than just boy and girl. poetry explores the depths and so you must ignore the surface.
Mmm.. so complicated. Sound like a life after death. I think song lyrics are more understandable.
Maybe it is. After all, it was written on the sickbed. :)
Or maybe a person in love (love sicker) understand it.. :D.
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