PARADISE    LOST  !
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Thank God !  here you  are  at  last  !!
Saying  thus ,  as I  stretch  my hand
to  welcome  you--------
all your  flirting  tricks  and  artifices
the  mask  on  your  face, the  magic -look  on your  eyes
the  ruff  of  your  lips , the  rouge  of  your  cheeks
begin  to  crumble   and  drop  like   sand.!

It  was  a  blunder  on  my  part  to  stand   and  wait
for  you  ;  at  the  bend  of the    road
It  was  a  blunder  too,  to  climb  the  top  of  the  hill
in  search   of  vernal  flowers and  perspire  under  the  strain  !

No  longer  that  wait,  any  more  for  you !
you  have  altered the  idea  of  waiting  for you
You  did  come , I   now  see,
urged  by  your  own  infatuation  for  me
That  is   well- known  now   to  me
 by your  peculiar  tapping at  my  door !
Now ,  I  realize  too
we all  behave  foolishly when  in Love !

Please  know  this much   :
What  is  sport  to  you   is  a  malady  for  me
A  malady  that  eats up   unto  my  vitals  , dear  !
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Bengali  poem of  19 70 -s : Translated  by  Umanath Bhattacharya ( 1980).