Soul's Desire Poem by Puja Chakraborty
Soul's Desire
I want to fly
in the open sky,
Along with the bird,
like a flying card.
I want to fall like rain
on the fields of grain,
On the banks of the river,
With winter, I want to shiver.
I want to sleep
on the bosom of my man,
Blessed with divine plan.
I want to see blue skies
in my beloved's eyes.
I want to cling to you
with my last breaths,
Like a tree clings to its last leaves.
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