A love request
The water from the stream
Satisfies parching throats,
As it struggles out ofthe ground,
Your little smile
Soothes my soul,
But in your heart it is still sunken.
Life is a struggle
Complicated my living,
I am searching for you day and night,
My being is missing
My happiness soiled,
Andmy eyes are not with the same sight.
Don't look for theluxury,
For many life is hard,
We should stop ourcry.
Happiness is almost here
Like the morningshinning sun,
But you are hailing the shade.
Copyright 2020
Paramananda Mahanta
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