(amar byatha jokhon ane amaya tomar dware)
When my ‘pain’ brings me to Thy doorstep
Then Thyself open the door calling on ‘him’
He came leaving everything behind to Thee
Walking over the thorny terrains
Since he is a beggar of Thy deep embrace
When my pain strikes ‘I’, I ring in ‘tunes’
Thou cannot stay afar by drag of my song
That song of mine fell on ground
Like a bird hit by nightly storm
And Thou come out in the dark to embrace
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5/1/2015
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