All of me

I looked into her eyes,
Like it was the end of the world,
I looked and
I could finally see,
See that I have lost,
All of me!

They tell me,
It’s not gonna end well,
But I cannot ask,
Ask myself as there is
No myself, because
I have given myself and lost
All of me.

Is it even real,
Is it even there?
The questions
Don’t even matter.
I don’t even know.
I just know that
I don’t have myself
To give again,
All of me.

Like a drop
From the sky
Which can no more
Look back,
It has no idea
About its fate,
Going deep and deep.
Will it meet the ocean,
Or will it just be with the dust?
Can it even know?

How can I know
What will happen to
What I have left of
All of me?

There is no time,
The clock is ticking,
As with my heartbeat.
The moments we shared,
The conversations had—
Will they fade away
Or will they be memories
Till the end of our time?

Will it really hurt
When it’s time,
Or shall it be
Something else?

Will I get back
What is mine?
Will I be whole again with
All of me?

I am not the one
Playing the guessing game.
I am not the one
With what lies beyond.
I am just there
For her, and with
All of me.

© Poet: Ankush Anand ‘Akshansh’