Poet ‎Sunanda Mandal's one English poem

 Unhappy 

                 


The stone of pride 

Has accumulated in the chest. 

Long years have passed 

The wait is over. 


Night comes 

Pride leads to depth 

At least you would be relieved 

Life is a dream come true. 


In this life his hopes are in vain 

One sky difference between the two. 

You are on the verge of death, 

I am dying.

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