The Moon I Missed
The Sun asked me, ‘Are you happy’
I told ‘Not at all’
He exclaimed, ‘Why, why, why’
I replied, ‘Counting the stars, I never knew there is a Moon’
The Sun asked me, ‘Why are you concerned about the Moon’
I replied, ‘I want, I love, give me the Moon’
He insulted me, ‘Go to the hell’
I said yes, yes
At the cost of heaven and hell, give me the Moon
The Sun grew pale and told, kill me and take
I replied, sorry, sorry, you take her and I die
Marvelous flight of imagination. Enjoyed reading the poem. Thanks for sharing.
The imagery is fantastic and the dialogue with the sun is unique. In the end it is sacrifice and sadness pervading the atmosphere. Enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing. A quote: The Sun grew pale and told, kill me and take I replied, sorry, sorry, you take her and I die
Your comment is greater than the poem. A great poet only can see greatness in other poets. Thanks a lot.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very good poem. I stayed in Tinsukia for nearly four years, how I wish I knew where you were.