Suffer From Life Poem by Anant Yadav anyanant

Many days, months, years passed
I am the night that does not pass
The party felt lonely
Let me feel my presence in him,
I am with him
the past, the association of chatty others
But what hit the heart,
That thing is me
Lots of happy moments spent,
won't be able to forget
i remember that
bhogi tell others
i'm a guess
Look in Assamese full of desires
it extends infinitely,
I'm out
must try to be happy
But you will not be able to erase past sorrows
I am the heavy breath of those past moments.