Volume 6 | Issue 2 | June-July  2012 |

Coming my days

Kalyan Rupa Parasar

    Coming my days
    I would be far from you.
    A long distance you can feel
    I can't see through your eyes
    How much beauty in a day you do drink?
    The morning light and the gorgeous sun-rise
    Not in the sun-set of eve.

    Coming my days
    I would be far from you.
    If the light will go.
    I can't make a lamp of your dark room

    When you sit in front of the window
    Your eyes would search me and your spring.
    You can smell the treasure of coming monsoon.

    I would not be here for you.
    To console your disturbed soul.
    I would be an another place
    Where I was born
    In my native land

    From the open window
    The air of your fragrance I will get
    Without your presence
    Can you wait till the moment I will back?

    

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