Between you and me
In the cloudy morning of rainy season
You appear into my remembrance alone.
Between you and me now the tenebrosity
Accelerating the heat of summer extremely.
O’ maya, is our dream home still keeping well ?
Do you still write my name by your tearful cell ?
Extending my looks towards the faded shabby light
I’m feeling as if my eyes are blind and yours are visionless
though you once loved but forgotten afterwards
What else you can award me except the pain and dark ?
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