what did I get by touching the womb of life br what comes and what goes br the tears I cried br came back as a mystic smile of life br br the love sick tune of the nightingale br the burning midnight br just like a violin in tune br no nothing is left inside br br I wear a song in my torn heart br loneliness o loneliness br i wear the ornament of desire br in the wide awake nights br br what did I get? br what sheds and what blooms br whatever I have lost br become a malicious smell of past br br br I'm defeated and I lose br i build and i lose br I break and i lose br then what did I get? ? br br the roots of the cut br putting it where it pains most br the mourn song of the sunbeams br and these sweet sour and bitter moments br br life is not an epic br neither I'm a epic character br i just play in one scene and die in the other br br yet still I put the touch of Midas br in womb of life br and I enjoy the days of self proclaimed exile br br time snatched away spring from me br and never returned it back br may be some day death will take br me away to return back to life br br I'm waiting! ! !br br Jyotishman Debnathbr br