I will be a cloud in your sky
I will be rain in my two eyes,
Again, a new
poem will be created.
In the crazy storm of Kalbaisakhi,
the ribs of my chest are broken,
I am a bird that has lost its nest,
I am in pain after losing everything.
I wake up at night in the light of Shashi,
I cry alone,
That light runs away,
I can't find it
A broken heart is burning in the flames of betrayal
The fire is burning today,
My afternoon is stained with blood
The evening of farewell
©®Manik Chakraborty

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