SUN- SET  TUNE    EVE-TIME   AND    SONG
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Yet  the the  moisture  - laden clouds
 float
on  the defeated   autumn   sky
with vacant    dry    breeze
loading  all  breasts     around
with  suffocating  despair  !

Let  it depart
this  abortive  spell of  love
let this  eve-time   visit  in  full
and all  fragrance  of  love  or  reminiscence  receede.
Let   the overwhelming    sky   or  space
with   all breathing air  stand  still .

Let   Time  itself   now
swoon or  die  in  slumber .
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Composed  in  Bengali  2002;  Transliteration  now