You Will Come Poem by Shamol Nath

I haven't seen the sun for so long that you will come.
I did not stand in the mirror; the blood is flowing forever Aryan
You have gone away, like water on the mountain's chest,
I am always poor; my eyes are tricked;
How many tears, how much emptiness is unborn!
Yet, the world that flows for billions of years is shining.

If it comes later - when will the sandalwood come down to the water when the tired noon of sadness?
wish to wish, I want to sit on your eyes
Give space to your chest when & Then;
Open a heart like blood-stained soil and see how I am.
How am I breaking here and there, very heavy stone;
How I love, how do I keep you in me with care?

You say you will come, definitely come; rainy morning with torrential rain?
Come, you come, if you don't come, when will I go down in sandalwood water?