Tagore Song (289) When I Surrendered My Sorrowful Soul At Your Feet, Soon Blessed Moment Left Poem by Tushar Ray

(momo dukher sadhon jobe korinu nibedon tobo choron tole)


When I surrendered my sorrowful soul at your feet
Soon blessed moment left
Why worshipping-love was not greeted by your tear
Nectar not flowing, flowers dried in separation-heat
Couldn’t garland your neck
Thought I saw your compassionate twinkle floating
If given as sad-gift to me you might get fruit-nectar
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