The River Is Anjana Poem by Kazi Nazrul Islam

The name of the river is Anjana, on its bank dances Khanjana!
Not a bird but his black eyes dance -
I will not go to Anajna to fetch water anymore
Those dark eyes will not leave me alone
The other day I went to pick some ripe greens, my friend
But could not finish picking as I remembered those attracting eyes
Pain fil1ed up down to the bottom of my heart
On my way home, I saw the dark greens on the river bank
I remembered again his dark eyes;
Tears mingled with the river water.

[Original: Nodir naam shoi Anjana; Translation: Kashfia Billah]