Friday, June 28, 2019

Bijoy Bhakat, Kolkata, West Bengal, India


How can I forget -
That bright dawn
That warm noon..
That golden dusk
That beautiful afternoon ..

When -
You were there with me
Sitting face to face
Holding hand in hand..
On the sea shore
On the shining sand..
Under the sky
Under the moon..

Oh dear -
I can't forget that dusk
I can’t forget that afternoon..

When -

The hope was there in the mind
The love was there in the air..
The desire was there in the soul
The dream was there in the tear..
The warmth was there in the heart
The pain was there in the croon..

Oh dear-
I can't forget that dusk
I can’t forget that afternoon.
.

© 2019 Bijoy Bhakat
 




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