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Jul 2015
I did not call you in the winter night.  
But you have come,                                  
and standing there.                                
The cold wind is cutting me.                    
If you have come,don't at a.                  distance...                                                
come toward me.                                        
The cold will **** me,Sometime                    
i have to die,Sometime.                        
you had to...

Still i believe that you are.                        
The hot breath i can feel in my               chin...                                                      
I can feel your smell ,tantalizing.            
Tell me,why did you leave me?                
Why...tell me...why?                                                
Is it a dream? No one else there.

Why did you do that?                                
I can't still stay.                                      
Laughing is too far to me,                      
but i hear the sound.                                
It laughed at me.                                    
My arm had lost you forever,ear          
forgotten the sweet voice...

But my cruel heart is going on.                    on...and...on.                                          
Going on to find another.                          
Though the eyes can't.but my              
eyes have learnt something new.            
Something like the tear fall.
           Can you tell me why?
Its poetry about a couple who loves each other very much .But unfortunately the lady lover has died.so the true lover became sad and lonely..As a true lover  he can't forget her by another girl..
Shayan Das
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