Treasure Island

Aftab Alam

(15 th April 1967 / , , RANCHI,)

O My Heart’s Baby-Proud!


Slowly dying in your love, baby careless
I’m restless, distressed, senseless and sleepless
Ah! What’s the night! Stars with shroud
Singing elegy of my ruin, O my heart’s Baby-Proud!

Oh! A burning bright, every where there is dark
Inside the mind and thought, heard a greedy bark
Why Intimacy needs lonely night, far from crowd
Singing elegy of my ruin, O my heart’s Baby-Proud!

Alone, can’t wreath the garland of love, my Dove
O my mermaid, my sweet heart, dwells in minds cove
Dark dream of curly blonde trap, my life’s weeping cloud
Singing elegy of my ruin, O my heart’s Baby-Proud!

Submitted: Wednesday, November 13, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, November 13, 2013

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