Poem: last carriage of the train

After she'd leave,
i'd beam
in the dark.

My eye grew a cataract
a veil.
and all i saw was her
and all i did not see
was her.

... but
this time when she left
no one could see her.
not even me.

and now
each time i see
the tail lights flicker
on last carriage of the last train
till it is far and gone

i think if her.

( मित्र अरविंद जोशी का मेरी कविता "रेल का आखिरी डिब्बा" का अंग्रेजी अनुवाद )

(English translation by friend Arvind Joshi of my hindi poem)