Since the late evening
Under the starry sky I've been waiting.
Does it really matter to me
If I wait for my beloved for hours or
Pass the autumnal night so silently?
To a true lover his Love is everything
And he can do everything for her.
Carrying dense and white vapour,
Higher and higher, the clouds float
Over the valley and the mountain;
Wearilessly the gentle wind blows now.
Distance can never confine my beloved.
Her words are now coming to my ears;
Untired I am, to whisper to my Love.
Ready I am, to witness the blissful moment -
Yonder, my Love is there to meet me at dawn.
By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Copyrights@October17,2020(8: 25pm) .
* This poem is dedicated to my friend, Sudipta Chowdhury.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem