A Song Poem by Shouvik Roy
A Song
Let me be in the dark son,
I shall sing a song
For my beloved bride,
A song not sung since ages long;
A love song, a song of pride.
A song was to be sung
When you were born,
A song was to be sung
For her misery bourn,
But now she is far gone,
And Forlorn
Beyond all similes,
I lie;
There shall be no light,
For I shall sing a song,
A love song,
A song of pride
For my lovely bride,
Wow this poem is so very touching! ! ! So sad and beautiful! Well done here, I love it! ! !
Its resonances and perpetuity makes the poem somewhat more blaring. Good job, keep it rolling, Roy!
good and touching even though you are so young! you must know a lot of things, or have a good sensor in life singing
Very well written. Made me sad though! a very beautiful poem indeed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 12:43:43 PM # 1.0.0
You did it again Shouvik, its absolutely beautiful, I feel pain in this one and so much depth. The song of songs shall be sung again and it will. Love it.