He Promised he’d return

He Promised he’d return

 He promised he’d return tomorrow.
And I wrote everywhere on my floor:
“Tomorrow.”

The morning broke, when they all asked:
Now tell us, when will your “Tomorrow” come?
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, where are you?
I cried and cried, but my Tomorrow never returned!

Vidyapati says: O listen, dear!
Your Tomorrow became a today
with other women.

Translated by Azfar Hussain

By: Vidyapati

(Hindu Poets)      (Poem of the Day)      (Indian Poets)