Even  now     spring  returns 

smiles  or  beacons 

The   desiccated  leaves  of  autumn , - drop 

and    memory    floats  like   broken    clouds 

The    extended   ;  long  long walk 

and    Balance -sheet of  life -time  gain  or  loss

left  yet  U-finished  !

With   that  dwindling    Treasure   or  gambling  with  time

my  life's  shrinking   field   is carrying  on .

In  the  last    scene   of   drop -  screen  show

you  came  , my  dear,   like  a   written  fresh - poem 

some  enchanting  exchange  of   expanding thoughts

and  some  of  them ;    like    inspiring  dream !

That    poetic  separation   is  still  locked up    

within me ;like    sprouting  Spring    those  loving  words

the  poems   we  recited   to  each  other 

and  those  lifting    living -theme !

If   spring  comes  again  or  returns

I  will  whisper  , I  promise :

 whatever  I  got   my  friend  was  more  than  enough

or whatever    I  missed  or  lost    were, -  not   mine

Only  the  play of  waning  Time

that  still   sings   through  the   rhymes- rhythms   of  my  life

even   now   on     my    Sun-set  -Sky  !

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Bengali  poems  of   2002  -- '06  period  :  transliterated  now.