What are you I asked
And you cried and cried.
I have seen so many persons
Around you, but not a single
To be with you at night.
At night I discover you
In the smiling face and
I feared. You lend your hands
But I failed to see anything
Here but feel though it is
You are your hands around me.
My dear, I have no loud voice
To call you at this time, also
I have no scope to know the time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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