A drop of water clings to the corner of your eyes.
Next to it, my dark thoughts flow like a river.
I've been on an endless journey, day and night.
The earth sleeps and wakes up, as it pleases.
A faint sunlight touches the edge of your lips.
How far will you go, touching it?
Dreams still float around me;
I wait like a thousand rivers.
Take the river in your heart and keep walking.
A drop of water reflects the image,
clinging to the corner of your eyes.
How many more days will I search
for fleeting joys,
how many more, and how many more?
— Sanjib Saha
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