The Day Hast Gone Poem by Prabir Gayen

- - The day hast gone - -

The Sun hast set down the line spreading hue,
The flowers were swaying it's tiny Uproar,
The cattles were grazing on the Pasture,
beside an undee beach with warm
Splendor,

With the fall of night the silence deep dawns,
The earth full of foamy Fidgetiness,
With calm Cluster of Nocturnal song-birds,
buried to think the days gone with Firmness.

The sun is down and the warmth soft is gone,
The palsied heart plucks not dews of the day,
The Swollen song once sung in the praise of life,
With the death of the day finds endless way.

Upon thy bosom will I lie with no breath,
dreaming the starry night that shoots the earth.