Why do I lose the ones I love? 

Why do the things I cherish the most slip away? 

Every time I find them, they feel like home, 

Yet, in my grasp, they slowly fade  

 

No matter how tight I hold, they drift beyond my reach. 

Is it fate, or just a cruel coincidence? 

Or perhaps a silent whisper of God’s plans? 

I tremble, afraid to embrace what comes close, 

 

For loss has carved its name deep in my soul. 

They say time replaces all that is lost, 

Yet the first warmth of love, the first touch of joy 

Can never be replaced, can never be relived. 

 

I wish I were lucky, I wish I were lucky.

If only I had magic, I’d weave time backwards, 

Bringing back all that once made me whole. 

But all I have left are memories, 

 

Flickering like fireflies in the dark. 

The ones I love visit me in dreams, 

Yet never stay long enough, making me believe 

That I was ever meant to keep them. 

 

Supriya Paudel  

BBM, Vth Semester  

United College