Please Come Back
I used to sit by the bank of the river flown by the side of my countryside;
And I saw one day, so many kinds of stream (with many different shapes) going towards their destination.
But they never came back.
They will never come back!
I used to watch on the sky and see the postures of clouds -
Suddenly these were vanished.
The exact portraits never came back.
I know, they will not ….
You see, if human revelation once falls under the wreck,
It's very hard to restore its attributions.
The benefaction for a community never comes back.
Yes, it doesn't come back.
But you, special then a commoner holding my worldly senses, must come back.
I always miss you…
You have to come back.
Please come back.
poem by Bibhakar Dutta
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