Veiled in the night’s mistiness
Her rivers flow wispy white
The earth shines in her grace
When the moon comes at midnight.
Our years have drifted out of sight
I have gone out of your mind
If we ever meet in the moonlight
If we ever once again find
Each other as strangers on the way
Unfamiliar souls burning with desires
To each other we would say
Let’s rebuild the lost years
Once more in our hearts aspire
A love of youthful spright
Turn back cinders into fire
Burn with the moon at midnight.

Pradip Chattopadhyay

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