In Slience Poem by BIBHAKAR DUTTA

In this darkness, in this silence of the world,
In this rainy night,
A violin with a very special cord to tune,
I want her touch without any plight.
Yes without any plight.
She, with her great fortune,
Beautifying my violin's tune,
In her bright eyes I see the days of delight.
In this closeness to feel something 7
She deserves always and wants to say,
In this night she in a mesmeric face,
with the girdle of waist with brilliant glaze
Where beauty always wants to play.
I want to win her unsophisticated heart with joy;
Here I am still, here I want to confess,
Harshness can't deploy.
Just to watch her in a princess like dress,
With a soft spotless smile,
Hope she wouldn't roll up a mess;
Deeply want I now to stare at the prominent face.
Just my wish to spend with this solitude for a while,
The songs of desire will depict the deep faith
Like the color of rose stays always in its breast
Just sit in front of me dear with a fabulous smile,
Be close with a deep breath
to enjoy the night's jovial state.
Oh dear, in this silent night
I need you, I need you without any plight.