Kazi Nazrul Islaam,
On the day of my vanquish,
You shall realise,
Setting eve star, you will ask,
In thy bosom , my face, as you caress ,
with out control, sobbing
Like a mad human being
Wandering in, woods, desert, and hills
Tearing apart sky, storm and sea,
You shall seek none but, me,
Startled by sudden awakening from dream,
In the dead of the night, you shall scream.
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Translated from Bengali poem ofSri KAzi Nazrul Islaam.
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