By Subrata Mukherjee
In love with Golapi, Subratagolapi.
The blue sky is pensive, if the stars don’t dazzle in colours.
The oceans even with all their waves and foams are empty, if are not alive with the million lives under!
The nights and the days are all gloomy if the moon and the sun rest in the caverns of darkness and forget to appear.
What my life is? If you have no swing of love for me in your heart.
Who am I? If you forget to hold my hand and touch my lips with yours?
I want your love in lieu of the jewels and riches lay strewn all around.
The New World (Natun Prithibi)
©️ Subratagolapi
The New World(Natun Prithibi) 