English Poem- The Longing


The Longing
Aktarul Islam
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Come to me when the mind is free
Hold me tight with pure love and glee.
Love me deep when the winter falls asleep
Pay me a visit when the spring brings forth tulip.
Walk with me when the rain pours down,
Kill me softly when the lips turn brown.
Hold my hands when you are all alone
With all the love and joy let me by my own.
Miss me badly when the nights get dark,
Call me up on the eve of blue moon tends to lurk.

 

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