Bazi alis Subrata Ray
Darling Sorrow Nectar
Hallo Darling Sorrow,
My poverty’s mistress,
The semen of my stored manliness,
With you my life’s wick finds grace.
You are my no where’s Mistress,
The burning hearth of my happiness.
The Fate that turns me shelter less,
A staggering haggard that never begs.
My flesh and bone-made -feet,
Steel -spirited, -trample granite.
And stony Everest height,
Wither away in a breath.
Darling Sorrow with your swath,
The Atman in me rise in wrath,
And I deny death and birth,
In your boiler died my impulse’s mirth.
Forlorn, wretched, and outcast,
Triumphant flags in my ship’s mast.
For your love, now I pity the foolish monarchs,
Who being blinded with happiness vainly bark.
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