You, here like a lightning,
And disappeared as an angel.
In sudden broke into a passion
And submerged with sorrows.
You are now flying with panic
No words to describe my frantic.
How many days and nights..?
Nobody knows how i can here.
Sleepless night and painful day
Killing me without showing mercy
Awaiting your next visit to my India,
Ancient country will welcome you la.
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I would like to translate this poem
Right my India is G ~ R ~ E ~ A ~ T Even though I’m out of India Gate As NRI …such nostalgia makes me homesick… 10 Ms. Nivedita UK