In A Departing Evening Poem by Smrutiranjan Parida

While walking on a dusty road; with the passing scene of sun
If i think of you
If I think your child-like behaviour,
How you gaze like a cat's look, and
How you talk in the low of the lowest voice,
I will quicken my steps,
I will murmur some khokha bhai songs,
In the mark that you are with me
You are walking with me;
To shed some drop of tear;
For the death of the sun and to catch;
The horrible face of Night
You will come closer to me;
As your courageous sun has passed yet
More closer and closer
And the evening may stay for a while
Despite your disdain for the dust at the feet, And my speedy walk
You will walk
You will walk with me for a long while;
Without an exchange of words
I will start a chart, but you will ignore
Your shyness will churn your
Bottle to feel like an approaching tiger
You will not walk though more;
You will grasp my hand tight
Your fear for night will defeat;
The fear you had for me
Again the chilly wind
We will walk for a few hours
You may want to lose me; and
Despite my loath to leave you,
Time will come to bring;
The present consciousness,
We will leave each other;
Without meeting the end turn of the road
We will leave each other
Then both will vanish
I will come to me and you to you
We will leave the world to silence;
Alone with our departing mark