When I take a profound sleep
Unable to measure so calm and deep,
Will you not forget me, O mother?
Will you keep loving me then like a shower?
When the sun paints the sky orange
And the patch of clouds sailing savage,
Will you remember, O mother tell me?
I will be taking then honey being a bee,
Like a flower bud with nectar compiled
I hope you won't deny me as your child,
But I am very scared of thinking so
If treating me cruelly you'll let me go
In considering it a goblin dream-
I'll cry over my frenzied pain so extreme.
- Author: UJJAL MANDAL (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 9th, 2023 05:48
- Category: Love
- Views: 6
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