Whenever at the end of the toiling day,

I bow my head down,

Why i feel YOUR laps are beneath my head?



Whenever after having night of dreams,

I go into the crawling morn,

Why i feel the sun rays fall on my face as YOU smile?



Whenever I close my eyes for a sigh,

Why YOU blossom in my dark world?



Why is it happening to me?

And besides that i am in sorrow?

-Pritam Jamdade