A poem written by me.

in #poem7 years ago

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Favorite sangake
(Subrata Das)

I've left you for a long time.
Really you
Is it possible to leave?
The deepest night with you
Still persecuted me today.
I have fondled you with the stars in the story.
When the story is forgotten, I will have to sleep.
You have removed tired fatigue in your soft air.

How to eat Tamoka, how did you take initiation?
How much love increases if love increases
Who is imperfect meat and throat rice?
Think of the nectar prasad.
You've sung all the night with the song.
You have proven with your great beauty, if you want to mind
Finding the touch of the love of the mountain can be found.
But you saw the sunrise with you
The sunset has not been seen
I want Nah to see the sunset of our love in my own eyes.

But you did not talk
You said, get up on your top
Whether or not I extend your hand
I can feel the touch.

How many times have you raised your hands, or you have responded once?
The interest would be as cruel as the next
Not at this time,
Come visit me in the rainy season and see how many feelings can swim in the sea.

Just saying what you say
Look, I myself too are you
One will look at the times
I have ignored life and death
The way to the friend of the friend has passed a smile

I have not forgotten you even today I want to run away to you today
I'll be running again to touch your love
No rainy season

Be well on that day.

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sunset has not been seen