Sunday Poem By Monobina Nath

Dear Audience

That would be nice
If I have to suffer and suffer
To step forward.
Though my hands, feet and
My trembling voice,
They all know it,
“If I had not learned to fight through the anguish, I would not have found this voice again”.
I too scared to make mistake
And have my secrets.
But now, I don’t have time
To comfort you, “My Secret Heart”,
As silent Nile audience is waiting
“My Sweetheart”,
Where some will:
Ignore me, criticize me, praise me
And I have to endure it all
To keep my promises to
The next world.
I will… I will definitely make sure of that
The audience will remember
My voice.