কবিতার পাতা মনের কথা শুনুন,প্রাণের কথা লিখুন
Author : Lenuș Lungu
The sky is moaning
with silver tears
in the mirror of your time
smoothing slowly
an exile of silence
it feels
the voice of complaint
like denied water
to the flower of essence
of rare and boring shadows
it disturbed your cheeks
you asked for love
to eat your bones too
and the few pieces of skin
hanging from the breaths
barely restricted
you
the hostage of a soul
greedy for comfort
you wanted everything
and you had nothing.
