Last night, when
Moon was half in the sky
I thought about myself
And after few days
I'll miss you when
I'll see the full moon.
Incomparable is the distance between you and me
My self has been wasted in
Some forest of concrete
Noise of this metropolice city gobbles
My cries up,
Smoke kills.
you will ask 'why'
Don't you sir?
I lead a dumb and deaf life
Some day if
you come and
pass without a single word
Throwing a light eye on me
Will I be able to see you
or not
can't say
Probably I'll feel your eyes
on my burning heart as
A soft touch of child's
Tender hand.
Ahh!
'my hungry bloods'
I forget when I think
Perhaps I don't miss you very often
But after melting my bones day and night
whenever I see the full moon
I miss you
And the distane
Between you and me
Becomes vaster.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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