kal rater byala - Lot for Words
- Pratik Ghosh
- Jan 24, 2016
- 1 min read
It jingled in my mind, last night,
When you weren’t with me.
Lost for words, I spent years in silent tears.
At a dark moment, those words kindled in the pyre of melody,
But you weren’t with me.
I thought of telling you all as the dawn broke.
The roving pensive fragrance of flowers, the chirping birds filled the air.
How earnestly I tried, but those words would no more conjure
When you are with me.
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