Be With Me
Be with me; in the twilight of day,
Under the gloomy shadow,
Amidst the whispering wind,
I am frightened; be with me.
New Year will come with all it’s hope,
Flowers will blossom, rain will come,
Festivals will stay, drums will beat,
And you will come; be with me.
From the gap of half opened door,
I see the candles drawing lines inside,
I see you, your face is pale, and eyes are wet,
Stop all and come; be with me.
Someone singing at far somewhere,
Is it a month of pilgrimage?
Stop your prayers and come to me,
Sing a lullaby, let me sleep; be with me.
Between the death and suicide,
My life travels like a train,
I want to sleep and wake up fresh
Like a dew and be with me; be with me.
Copyright © Thoppil Bharathan | Year Posted 2006
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