Eons and eons back ,
In a place faraway ,
Past the seven seas ,
And behind the silver moon ,
Someplace beyond my reach ,
I had heard you croon .
Standing here this day ,
In a place known so well ,
Carrying a ravaged soul,
Burning in a searing pain .
Lost and desperately seeking ,
Your song again.
With your melody come once more ,
Rise, O rise, from my very core...
© 2008 Rituparna Das
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