Tuesday, October 30, 2018

Longing, Shortly

The moon came out again
But you did not
My heart was aflame with longing
But without you
It is cold and dark as the sky


Lata, S. D. Burman, Nutan, Paying Guest


The moon appears again but you have not come yet.
My heart burns and aches.
What should I do now?
This night says those days are gone.
My heart knows that you are not mine.
Yet I am standing looking for you anxiously.
What should I do now?
The smoke rises from my burning heart.
Do come back please, for I find it difficult to even breathe.

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