Give Me Pain
Give me pain excruciating,
Give me pangs of death beyond measure,
Give me blows one after another,
Give me not traces of Joy and rapture,
Give me darkness and death on
The Cross.
The world is the same as before,
But the world of dream has changed,
The Night is beautiful but no bird is heard
singing with heartfelt Joy and sorrow,
The Sun is hot but the warmth of life
is not the same,
The earth is green
but the blue heaven is not visible.
Let death herald it's win
over the unceasing flow of life,
Let darkness deepen to reflect
the brightest form of light,
Let everything come together
to create a moment of death and departure,
Let moment lose it's fragrance
and dissolve into great Naught.
@prabir Gayen
14 September,2020,2: 01 AM.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem