The sky of my heart is overcast.
The wind blows and roars.
The sun is veiled with the cloud
And my heart is afraid of the storm.
The tempest will appear soon
With thundering and lightning.
Nature in me like a brave soldier
Is ready to fight with weapons.
The relationship between us
Is now almost at stake.
The cord of love between ours hearts
May tear anytime by the tempest.
By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
'My Own World', No.60.
Copyrights@May27,2015(4: 10pm) .
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