Treasure Island

Bijay Kant Dubey


My Love, Wish Me God-speed Smilingly, Nay Tearfully As The Tear-smeared Faces I Cannot See Them


My love, I am going away,
Just you say it to me,
Goodbye,
Not at all tearfully.

It is true that I met you
And it is true that I am departing from,
But wetting the eyelashes,
Say not goodbye.

Wish you god-speed!
But not sadly.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 21, 2013
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