Under this same blossoming Cadamba tree,
I had been in tears.
Along with the frogs, on a solitary seat,
I'd sat at a space lonely.
A cloud goes on calling and makes the peacock dance;
A dream-entwined mind does flash.
By Whose loving affection, through an unknown liking,
Surges my dispirited psyche?
Pollen of screwpine is afloat on the breeze;
With new tears a jui jasmine fragrance beams.
However many closed doors had belonged to me,
By power of Whose mantra, they opened in a wink!
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Wednesday, September 17, 2025
I haven't a clue
Tuesday, September 16, 2025
He appears, He sings, He leaves
At a kadam grove with bamboo accumulation,
Peacock-calls invoke Whose invitation?
Whose love did infuse hope
In an eye-blink, adorned by horripilation?
On the Northeast corner floats collyrium;
At Southwest is the moon's smile luminous.
Approaching from afar, in hope of apprehension,
Peacocks dance to His thrilling vibration.
Who is that Unfamiliar Guest, smiling sweetly?
In a wink He comes and goes, lunar day disregarding.
Hymns like nectar's essence, constantly does He sing,
With a sensitivity of the Ever-Unknown One.
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Monday, September 15, 2025
He does it all
Today why do you kindle light;
By moonlight the world is filled.
With delight the moon's smile
Plays a flute, dripping ambrosia.
A flower goes not near to anyone;
Around her dances everyone.
If she looks at someone,
She but says: To me surrender.
Of this springtime, there's no likeness;
In a dream, heaven and hell are knit.
Due to the One many awaken;
Love's flow is exhausted.
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Sunday, September 14, 2025
Lord, please hit pause
Tell just once that I am Thine.
Musing I've moved, I've searched for You;
I've been apprehensive oftentimes.
Lured by the world having become,
I've lost both heart and mind, direction I've lost.
Though having been my polestar, a market is brought
In front of me time after time.
My sun is in the west, daytime vanishes;
By way of a dust-game, don't persist forgotten.
Your sport divine, halt it for a moment,
Taking me, oh Darling, this time.
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Saturday, September 13, 2025
Let me contribute
Lord, the wheels of Your chariot,
Forward go they incessantly.
They move, vying with and dispelling darkness;
Variegated, their majesty.
Nobody stays left behind, lagging or fallen;
Everyone gets on board, helpless or afflicted.
Those people who, to climb up, are unable,
Lifting them, You receive.
Those passengers on the path of light,
All of them are one's allies.
Having broken the iron jail of mind,
In You they find a home everlasting.
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Friday, September 12, 2025
How and why You do it?
Before eyes come Darling, love please accept
On this sweet evening.
Today neath the southern wind, a hawk-cuckoo sings
With bewildered psyche.
I have been awake for many ages
With a heady fondness.
By blossom's honeyed pollen,
This mind declares welcoming.
No more can hide-and-seek be borne;
That game took place times enough.
Quintessence I have known You are;
Though having known, does staying away succeed?
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Thursday, September 11, 2025
I don't speak Bengali
A song I go on singing, I make You hear;
Whether You listen, I know not.
I go on rehearsing tune with ideation to the full;
Linguistic considerations I heed not.
Earth goes on orbiting in shackles of love only,
With music mode, tempo, and beat, but the tones baffling...
That voice resonating on Your veena strings,
Anyone but You understands it not.
In tune's seven notes from an unfit one rumbling,
With rhythm and dancing stirred up by that melody...
My mental lute it wakens through that twanging;
That, Beloved, do You notice not?
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