Silent night, a Night Bird sounds in Spring-
Waits for a drop of water.
Then come back an anxious heart and crying to think,
There a standing Owl said,
‘Very good, why you went there?’
Bird sounds again-
Said,
‘Whom I can explain my pain of heart!’
Eyes are getting wet:
In indifferent way cloud console,
They are also crying and say,
‘Hey Bird! Come on, come forward,
Don’t be fall down for fearful Owl;
Today they can’t obey but in deep night they think you:
They will say, the Bird is sounding for its beloved.
When the moon peeps behind the deep trees,
They feel you and will say,
Moon is looking at you.’
‘You have no way to cry,
Walk in the open field.
Show all the people,
Rain comes from cloud for your sound.’
By-----
CM Bidhan
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