Kazi Nazrul Islam
The More You Elude Me - Poem by Kazi Nazrul Islam
The more you elude me, oh my lord, the more intense in my
craving for you.
Whenever you hide from me I look for you frantically.
You conceal yourself in variety of colourful guises
Still my restless mind, I don't know why, pursues you
Why did you give me so much capacity for love if you
decreed me tears
When will this exhausting game of hide and seek come to an end?
I can no longer endure thee vain comings and goings, such long waiting.
I weep so much that, I have no tears left.
[Original: Joto nahi pai devta; Translation: Abu Rushd]
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