Waiting... Poem by Manish Kumar Majumdar

Waiting...



The 'Cute Lady' had been a bosom friend of mine as you know,
I had lost her in the darkness.
But her beats are always felt in my heart.
I am eagerly waiting for her now-a-days.

My eager eyes cry for her late night
But who can tell thy about my pain? ? ?
Night after night I cry for her
But she....

Friday, July 17, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: night
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