Misty Island

You left my shore long ago
For the misty island
Come sunshine come rain
Time and again I visit the pain
In my foggy midnight dream
I grope to touch you
Feel your silvery reflections in the stream
In the night weary and frail
I look for your boat’s trail
And pine for the warmth of the hand
That sailed long ago
To the misty island!

poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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