Cry Of Torn Leaf Poem by Zillur Rahman Shuvro

Albeit the night is at the door of dawn
Never say goodbye! I'm alone
My wine-glass is slighted by wine
Beloved! Giving up me they've gone.
I'm here like broken fossils of deprivation
I'm here like a torn leaf
Somewhere is burning someone's heart
Here is burning buried into my eyes grief.
The melancholy like symphony of a violin
Is gossiping against me
My heart is bleeding at intervals
You're the only surgeon! It may be.
My trifling life is walking on the rope of uncertainty
Anytime it may slip
You're to me like a Forget-me-not of night
I want to go into its deep.
All the poems of Omar Khayyam and John Keats
Yet have not read completely
All the songs of Shamshad Begum and Elvis Presley
Yet have not heard unfortunately.
To keep unfulfilled my desire I want to
Put down my head in your lap
Never try to understand me like a polygamous lover
Let's go reduce our mind's gap.
In jaundice eyes I see the rings of my smoking
Alas! I am undone but you have the vast sky
Beloved! Never say goodbye! I'm alone
If you give up me I'll cry! And I'll cry!