binod bastola


Missing Home - Poem by binod bastola

Missing home...wish was there to see the dawn
Which delight my life every time when I give him my cherrio
Wish was there to see the nite
Twinkles on the sky
My Luna on her lunatic charm
Under the cloud of dress
Often I wish to see her naked
But winds and cloud
They wrapped my wish
Wish was there to hear the sweet sounds of creatures
At nite
Playful trees of banayan, neem, tulsi- -and other unknown of them
Wish i was there to hear the voice of my mother- -calling for me for my dinner(dinner usually we take around 7 to 8 pm. That's village life)
Wish I was there at this time of evening of my life


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 7, 2014



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