banamala sen Poems
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I can never stop loving you - that's the problem!
Not in Summer, not in Winter,
Not in Sun, not in Snow,
Can you stop loving me?
Many many months ago, many many years ago,
Blossomed a feeling, and the feeling grew,
Without any reason.
It just grew and grew - nobody knew
Until one day it shocked its owners!
What do I do with this feeling?
It does not leave me, although it should,
It does not allow me to rest, although I need rest.
So, I am handing it to you,
Not sure when I started loving you.
Was it when we got up at dawn
to pick white Siuli flowers already on the ground?
And competed who picked more!
Was it when we shared books, and you read devotedly to