In a hideous love ‘affair, eyes are wet with tear;
When there took place the lovely meet;
In the book that date was writ;
Its now sold to the paper-bag maker.
The address was written on the shore;
And was glazing in moonlight before
It was washed in the sea's salty water.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lalatendu, such a well-written poem👍👍👍