Dissatisfied heart.

Dissatisfied with this blood transfusion

I want to touch you again and again,

If you are invisible for a while

Silent time is lost in vain.

Fresh leaves if inhaled

Invisible droppings,

Everything is confused with empty hands

Completion torn notebook.

Kadambini's roar feeling restless

Hillole turbulent waters,

North-south of Bichira to you

Or east-west.

Alik's unfamiliar footsteps are yours

Yours sincerely,

I will go to Achine suffocated

If I don't find you.