Words Exchanged With Lost Love/ My Lost, It Appears/ The Pain Of My Heart And Its Sweet Tinge Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Words Exchanged With Lost Love/ My Lost, It Appears/ The Pain Of My Heart And Its Sweet Tinge



My Lost Love, it appears to be
Somebody is
Wailing and weeping
Under the raatraani tree
Whenever the blooms hang by silently
And the night grows deeper
And I get remembered of
What I have not forgotten it so far,
Carrying it in my heart,
I love you, I love you.

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