Still every night,
my heart beats suddenly shoot up too high,
how many nights my heart will take to be too low,
for a sleep that is free of dreams!
Still every day, my closed eyes see you coming,
how many days my eyes will take to be opened,
and see it's not you,
it's just a dream that never comes true!
Seeing still when eyes are closed, seeing still without dreams, yes indeed heart has her own eyes. Very feelingly written.
yes I just read it on your page that brought me here poet dear JA JI
A very touching write. It vividly captures the longings of the heart. Beautifully written.
প্রিয়তমা দ্যাখো; আমি চোখ বন্ধ করেছি নাহ! ঠিক চোখ বন্ধ নয় আমি তো অন্ধ! তবে এ অন্ধত্বে শুধু তোমায়ই দ্যাখি ও, হ্যাঁ তবে যে আমার মনের চোখ আছে।.......