Arrival Poem by Naba Kishor Pujari

The song of joy has been unsung for years
Arrive and sing the song of humanity
The sky would look brighter, nature would shine greener,
Birds fly in open sky, youthfulness
in deserted souls can only prevail
when you would arrive.
Never have I amassed happiness
to check the intruding of sorrow,
Only fretful I am if at all you may adjourn to arrive.
Happiness, for me is only to aside the agony.
Assure, Arrive and allow,
We would make tunes to bower muse
Your presence may help escape to sorrow
from the mundanity.