Agony Of Separation Poem by bhavya bhasin

Through the window I see life's dark side
old grey moon and his vanishing dim light
Might be sad because of the ones
looking for someone in him all night

With No clouds up to my sight
The wind that blows is wet tonight
The grief with which air is blowing
even the night falling to cry

It's going to be dark tonight,
Too dark for a night.

Neither its rainy nor the winter
The season is cold with the lament of a soul,
All is a cry and houl is the sound
after you left just left around.

Tonight the silence is speaking and silence is the sound

Too harsh the benevolence of beloved
Gave everything except the love
A night to cry and cry to death
Ending Baffled and dead
open eyes all wet
All wet...