If One Finemorning
If one fine morning,
When the darkness will,
Be with in union with,
The days, first light-
I want to leave this world,
Stealthily, beyond this
Sorrowful path........
Where every soul suffers,
Even me, who have a wonderful,
Nest of my own, home and hearth,
Cozy life, affection and love,
Feel for the have not but,
Can't fulfill their want,
Sorry to live, for this
Failure of my tasks,
Their blank eyes, their
Walks on the unknown goal,
Make me think, but, no
Ways to solve this riddle.
I hear their silent cry....
Their speechless pain..
I cherish to depart without,
Their farewell, without seeing
Their, mournful faces...
poem by Nilakshi Das
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