Hold My Hands

Will you, will you hold my hands
Once, atleast once
Before you say me bye
To my dead-fish eye!

I know you brooding -
Never never that be.

It's just ok to hold, to hold my hands
and put, put please whatever it could be -
Flowers, stones or even pinch dusts
Whatever it could be, it's just the warmth
I'm longing
else for me now nothing have meaning!

Hold my hands tight for once
Before I leave, before I leave.

by Hrushikesha Mohanty

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