Poems - Tushar Biswas

I've seen you coming from the flames of grass And my dawns you've swallowed with tides and tough Those clouds just bent, and have beneath my pass And here, still today I could not get Enough

Though I keep struggling with your Scent all Alone There I kept going back and back for More Baubles of Stolen Kisses, and Left fabric of Stones Lies from Room to Room and Core to Core

Shine in your Morning, has a breathe of Spring The Essence that I have searched in Wildest Night Early Shades Of Your Eyes, What else should Bring The Sun falls and Night turns off the Light I want You more, Than the Sky to Cloud I Wish my Mourn Ends, and Silence

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