The black bee goes back again and again
And he comes back to love time and again
Then the flower blooms to end up her pain!
The bud hesitates to become full grown
Due to the shameful fear of the unknown!
Forget the cruel facts and the ill-feelings!
Give me your soul to enjoy the good things!
Stay with me forever O my heart sings!
Give up all hopes except the hope of soul!
Come back come back since my heart is your goal!
Come back in the fragrance of the garden!
My mind has already become a burden!
Lonely is this night! Is it for nothing?
It is shedding tears dewdrops are falling!
O the excited flower is crying!
Yes, my heart understood immediately what you wrote. A beautiful poem, Asif.
I really enjoyed the imagery in this poem and it is fluent and well structured. There is always a question mark however when starting with someone else's work, particularly when the work is of such a celebrated poet as Tagore. I looked at his original and this is certainly a stand alone work in its own right, not a copy. I would encourage you to develop your own themes, you definitely have the talent.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I find your imagery original and well articulated. Your metaphorical style demonstrates unprecedented skill! ! ! Keep it up! !