Waiting For The Dawn. Poem by Sudipta Bhattacharyya

Waiting For The Dawn.



My night of misery
Has plunged into deep darkness.
The darkness that might
Never see its dawn;
My heart once joyous
With so much brightness,
With so much lights & bright lamps
Has become, as hard as a rock
Never maybe, to be breathed
With lively vigour & brightness.

I wish to see the dawn;
I wish to drink dawn's fresh elixir
That will stir my heart's slumber

Thursday, April 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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Sudipta Bhattacharyya

Sudipta Bhattacharyya

Berhampore, Murshidabad, west Bengal
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