Cry not
cry not my darling
I am with you
Flower blooms for few hours
Life survives for time being
Everything created to be destroyed
The thing you have today
Will go away tomorrow
The thing you lost
Yesterday it was yours
Try to understand my dear
Catch my hand
I am yours
I will take you to your destination
Cry not
cry not my darling.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Everything created in this earth is perishable.So one shouldn't cry for the past or for lost thing or lost love. Dear Asit, you have so nicely painted this here. Beautiful poem. Thanks.