Theme: Sorrow

I Can Feel You

In the chilling zephyr of the morn,
In the blood of the new born,
In the stillness of the night,
In lost memories of my sight
I can feel you.

In the emptiness of my house,
In the form of my spouse,
In the unkindness of your absence,
In the aura of your reminiscence
I can feel you.

In the harsh reality of your death,
In the fragrance of your wreath,
In the mourning lullaby,
In the endless despair’s cry,
I can feel you


More By  :  Rupradha Mookerjee

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