Treasure Island

Shamsul Husain

(23/04/1977 / Bareilly, UP, India-243122)

Alas!


Alas!

I know the two shores of a river can’t meet

Even though those are all the way all along

But I can’t understand what is actually wrong


Alas!

You know both of us promised each other then

Now I have a feeling in me of a broken heart

Alas! I missed you and my good time has gone


Alas!

Now tell, how can I sing that same love song?

How long should I bear this? tell me please

As you know it has already been a time long

Submitted: Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, March 18, 2014

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About the love birds residing on opposite ends. Though the shores are joined through waters but are not together... Shamsul Husain

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