A strange sound

A voice cries from the wilderness,

Searching to find a friend

Someone they hope will care about,

Their life until its end.

I think they are searching for

Someone to understand,

To share life's ups and downs

In a dark, barren land..

A lonely soul, lost in the night

In the dark and shrubby forest,

Noone was there for her to fight

she failed to find a hombre of her zest.

A cry came to my ear,

I know its haunting tone

She was in full fear,

Of being all alone.

Does noone hear the cry ring out

Is anybody there

To lend a nieve, to the lonely soul

Nobody is there.

I call out now to find the voice

Yet no answer is heard

An eerie silence fills my ears

My lonely soul is stirred.

-Saptarshi Mandal