Nothing happens single time, as my Soul desires
on issues of Love ; even in case of hatred
getting rid of something or drawing some one close
no! none of them happen either way up to my Soul's content .
Some where some thing has Cracked in my soul
Can't even spend Time looking on , or touching close
Hiding my head within my breast to adore your face
or to shape myself unto your Desire or
to search you out like my deeper love .
Somewhere something has snapped ; all knots are getting loose
unified with my inner soul , does anything more remains
do not get anything close to me to define as Love
can't even shed my tears in your distress, though !
Shall it be then thus ; that all my coming days will fail
and fall ; before the setting Sun sleeps
where and how shall I embrace whom or what
even I do not know any more for my Life !
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Old Bengali poem of 1970 -s : now transliterated for Poetry.com
on issues of Love ; even in case of hatred
getting rid of something or drawing some one close
no! none of them happen either way up to my Soul's content .
Some where some thing has Cracked in my soul
Can't even spend Time looking on , or touching close
Hiding my head within my breast to adore your face
or to shape myself unto your Desire or
to search you out like my deeper love .
Somewhere something has snapped ; all knots are getting loose
unified with my inner soul , does anything more remains
do not get anything close to me to define as Love
can't even shed my tears in your distress, though !
Shall it be then thus ; that all my coming days will fail
and fall ; before the setting Sun sleeps
where and how shall I embrace whom or what
even I do not know any more for my Life !
____________________________________________________
Old Bengali poem of 1970 -s : now transliterated for Poetry.com
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