With the scorching heat of life
And the huge pressure of reality
My heart got dried
And I feel as if it became a pulp.
Still my heart wants to live
For you, only for you
And I aspire to dream
With you just to feel ecstatic.
By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
'The Bower of Love', No.23.
Copyrights@May27,2015.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very nice poem of love. +++ 10