Banik Rai Poems

Neither have I told her, nor doth
She know how much love I own
The Divine has blessed her all known
Beauty of Earth that none can loathe
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Lucky me, for I have you
What I need more? Thy
Beauty is not that of dew
Which fades with dawn at sky
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With the sun, burning above the head
I waited for her, as she had promised to come
But she didn't, maybe there was some
Reason, so I waited till the sun was red
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Today I can write the saddest lines
For by then she'll be no more in my heart
And I'll forget her, not for the pretense
But forget I must her, go I must apart
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If I die today
The world will forget me
And I will at afterlife pay
Thanks to death who'd set me free.
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Sometimes the failure may enfeeble
Me and all path may seem blear
Sorrow can crush me with its evil
Shade and make everything unclear
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Let me sleep o incessant thoughts of mine
E'en the dark has now begun to decline
The night has by now become the coldest
The chirping cricket has too gone to rest
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What else God could have done to manifest
His miracle than the creation of thee?
Thou art fair and no fairer thou could be
For the fairness, as far I know hath its best
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Thy voice, a beautiful creation of Divine
Soft, gentle and low, an excellent thing
That graceth thee and thy pretty being
The softness in thy voice hath a sign
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He has vowed to love her, love her for nought
It's not that he is unaware of her cold
Shoulder, he loves her with a blindfold
In his eyes. His unconditional love will ne'er rot
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