Be With Me Poem by Onon Sarker

Be With Me

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To see
A fresco of thousand years back
Relics with each corner’s crack
At the end, how a dying sun yawns
New aspirations with a rising one.

To hear
Flicks of a flying bird at dawn
Rhymes tangled in a pure hymn
Gloomy little stroke of violin.

To make
Sense; every bit of nonsense
Feel mine in your lined eyes.

To make hear and to see me
Be with me.

Thursday, April 10, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Love
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