Being alone in the dead of night
Looking through the glass panes
In the dark, outside.
Feeling totally forlorn
And out of this world.
My utter cry for a little love from inside,
I find to be sinking in dark.
Deafening sound of the cricket outside
Seem to be laughing at me.
Can You listen to my cry
And extend your hands to me?
I like to live the life,
Not to be sunk in abyss.
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Srabanti
A beautiful poem with an utter cry to live with your beloved. A heart breaking one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poem for extending hands of beloved. Touchy.