My Last Word Poem by Sri Chinmoy Ghose

Sri Chinmoy Ghose

Sri Chinmoy Ghose

Shakpura, Chittagong / Bangladesh (British Era)

My Last Word



My last word You will hear.
With this hope
I still exist on earth.
Let me dance in Your Heart always,
In the nights of sorrow and in the days of joy.
I feel that the torture of happiness is more painful
Than the torture of sorrow,
For when I am in joy I forget You;
I hurt your heart.

[Excerpt from “My Flute”]

Friday, April 27, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: dance,joy,sorrow
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Sri Chinmoy Ghose

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Shakpura, Chittagong / Bangladesh (British Era)
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