I don't mind

(3772) Prabhu tomar amar pratham dekha

Lord, our first meet, Yours and mine, It was on what seashore? I've forgot lunar day, time of month; I've forgotten vision's cost. Fondness was inside the mind; Thereby You made replete. By light of dawn You had appeared, Letting fall dew-washed feet, Like reddish glow amid abalone, 'Pon a pearl's splendid beauty. You wished to go, quitting me, Like a colored flambeau of gloaming. In mind I've kept, did not grant leave, Having grasped eternity. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

For You I am ready to fight

(3771) Rudraviinar jhaunkare taunkar

With the twanging sound of a bin, A bow You did fetch. Amassed by the thousands were whatever sins; To ashes You burned them in a moment. Having rid the worthless, You brought pith; Earth, You made it understand: You are apotheosis. All I desire and what I believe mine is: For only a short while with me it dwells. Forgetting You, I've gone on coveting worldliness; In the heavens I wished not to hold a tiny nest. Eyes closed, a gloom-ocean I've beheld; Light-beams ever flashing, I did not witness. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

When You sent here

(3770) Din ase jay drk cetanay

Day comes and goes with sight and sensibility, Though it looks not again at me. Lord, why am I helpless and lonely? Earth You've created with light and darkness; In sunlight's shadow You've kept me. Light-rays of morning sun, to get or not to get, Sunbeams harsh derive from them. Beneath the heat, a tender bud's incinerated; By a sacrificial fire, grass-blades get seared. Emanation Thine is hard and soft, stern and mild, A thunderbolt off and on, a tree-leaf at other times. Why to me only a cross You did provide, With undesired desert-craving? Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Grueling but sweet

(3769) Prabhu tomay amay nava paricay

Lord, between You and me, new is the relationship, Much time after. I had come with passion unbirthed; Myself You'd preserved. I've received comfort, and I've received vexation; At times I have smiled, or I've been anxious. Day and time and date, oh Guest Unknown, Sometimes I've forgotten, else I remember. I've received Your contact, gentle and pleasant; By a thunderbolt I've been whelmed, oh I have danced. Hey the Supreme Pleasure, hey the Meaningful Glow, With Your memory I am supporting Earth.[1] Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Yourself I cannot ignore

(3768) Anek tapasyay peyechi tomay

By much austerity have I gotten Thee; At no time will I forget, not in the least. With thread of love You have bound; hey You are dear to everyone, Having pleased and vibrated through melody in abundance. In the public home of consciousness with gentle strings of veena, By capering in the world, You are replete. Beneath cruel Summer conflagration or a stream of Rainy Season, In Autumn below sorrow tree's shade, in Prewinter under glacial flood, Wounded by Winter's frost, and in Spring by crest-and-trough, Your own particulars You go on presenting. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

How can I explain Your grace?

(3767) Praneri parage bhese tumi esechile

Sailing on my life's pollen, You'd arrived At my home, in my mind, Beloved. Clad in Phalgun's fresh green leaf, You had smiled; You'd decanted an ambrosia painted. There'd not been another on that night; None stirred beneath wind and moonlight. Even to another person, Your stride You hushed, even jingling anklets. Deep asleep had I been, oblivious; I did not proclaim a cordial invitation. I made not a rice-painting's construction; Knowing the way, You came nonetheless. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Dang, that was quite a Big Bang!

(3766) Prabhu tumi acho ar ami achi

Lord, You exist, as well do I; In the world, there is not a third person. I've invested all the nectar of my mind; Yourself have I wanted in isolation. Today Tantra and Veda became as one, Nyas, Pranayam, and Dhyan: in wisdom, no distinction... Filth got removed, far off did envy become. Just one moon smiles upon face of elation. All things, but a single emission: equivalent, Everything's a huge explosion's singular fundament... By love and affection, all is conglomerated; Thus in life there is only one Aim of Meditation. Sarkarverse article Audio recording