a poem on mask . A guy is wearing a mask of happiness even when he is dieing deep within.
How does she feel for you? How does you feel for her ? what if she doesn't love you ? Would you move on or wait till eternity?
Where are you , O' sweetheart ? The red roses are no more blooming In the garden of my heart. Shouldn't you come and water the plants From the fountain of joy ?
I wanna ask, If we ever come across again... Do you think of me As many times as I do of you ?
The rivers, The sun, The vapours, They never came back again, But my thoughts.
Let's count the raindrops Falling from the sky . Let's count the stars Shining in the dark .
Clasp me tight And set me free. Hug me once And let me go. I am the wine kept open And forgotten overnight . The aroma be yours Inebriated be…
ରକ୍ତ ଗୋଲାପର ପାଖୁଡାରେ ପଡିଥିବା ଶିଶିର ବିନ୍ଦୁ ଆଉ ଅଧୁରା ପ୍ରେମର ଲୁହ ଦୁଇ ଟୋପା ତୋ ଫୁଲ୍କା ଗାଲ ଉପରେ ଅଙ୍କ କଷା କଷି ହେଉଛନ୍ତି.... କିଏ ସୁନ୍ଦର ?
From the dell of nothingness It was raining drops of tears from the heart of a lovelorn. O’ beloved little jasmine...