Nishit Poem by Sokal Roy

'Nishit'
The auditory this rainy night
I still remember what it was.
She is youth groups chili, rice weevil is a beast!
I have to know the identity, but all of them pirates
Kalatali road, as the fluctuations in the relationship
Then today I was serious, pain in youth.

I never had her crying, we thought
But I feel the currents of water that have not!
I was so happy that fit in the society -
When you're a comedian in the currents, not the end of the name.

The notice our surprise,
I do not have a lot of questions every day
We all dream of say, organized after crying -
But I dream of it, there is no way the mud
Not everyone wants to be the next champ
If it fails again, I do not want to be cheer.

'Nishit'
It was the love; passion was still in her anchorite
But the language was, she was still in the flat.
The auditory this rainy night
I remember too that the
I wish the youth to become like acheless one!


Nishit,
How are you?
The auditory this rainy night.