Due to You the universe is maintained

(3749) Prabhater alo jabe esechilo

When light-beams of morning had arrived, With that heap You did appear. You had come, my Darling, Your visage smiling. In those rays had been a perpetual vigor, An exudation with a hundredfold joy and grief. From far to further those light-rays did proceed, Spreading o'er the horizon with a dance beat. They are circling firmament, wind, and Hades, Every quarter conquering. In Heaven and on Earth effulgent light-beams You gave, scattering at each and every wink, Yourself You went on staying lone and unseen; Upon breast a garland, Visnu's wreath.  Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Turnabout is fair play

(3748) Maramer gahane ele

At the depths of heart You arrived; You left, having snatched my sense of I. Fast asleep, I had been unconscious; You took away, chance having realized. Never did I see such a thing; I did not imagine, even in dream. A mind-thief, it can be even so: This day You demonstrated in life. Darling, retribution, even I know; Its consideration I will give also. At such time when carefree You'll abide, Unto You will I decant this my mind.  Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Low or high

(3747) Tomar tare jiivan bhare, sedhe gechi jata gan

Because of Thee life is replete, I have kept rehearsing whatever song, I know not, hey Lord, if You, Having heard, will fill my heart. At midnight, I have practiced a melody; I have gone on drilling at crimson morning. I've recited with the sun at its peak; On evening's glow key notes are lifted up. In Your name and in Your reverie, It's the way in which goes psyche. And so ardent I've become, a song To sing unto Thee. I've practiced tune in floral company, On moonlit night and under gentle breeze. I have sung on new-moon nights stormy, Everything's Your gift, I fathom.  Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Busy is my day

(3746) Kajer samay laca ki hay

At the time of work does dance occur? You want to make dance amid tasks; A bit can I get You to understand? Morning time attaches a plethora of deeds; Why make I dance's play, myself please tell. Evening is a time for returning to dwelling; Earth's surface gets enveloped in darkness. Please explain, kindly say, oh pray tell, Where's the time for dance in my hand? Searching hill and open space, firewood I go to bring; Like a termite do I walk the road afar to hew paddy. Please explain, kindly say, oh pray tell, Can I make You forget the dance?  Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Shiva returns

(3745) Badal nishiithe sei badal nishiithe ghana tamasate

On a rainy night, that same wet night, in darkness dense With hushed feet You came once more. I opened not even the door, I did not say to enter; You arrived at my home, doing what? A-pitter-patter, outdoors fell the rain; Eyes had been teary, kohl got washed away. Between the extrinsic and my ocular water, By a rainy wind, they'd become one. Eyes wiped, I see You are in residence, The outer and inner having united. I external, You internal, Instantly, broken was limit's prison. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Shiva mine

(3744) Ambara majhe dambaru baje

Amid sky a damru is resounding; Which is that Rudra, now has come? Matted locks, their knot has started opening; With tandav garb, they have adorned. Horn having sounded with its resonance severe, The Bow-Wielder dances, seized by which fancy? He proceeds with lightning-speed, On north and south poles thunderbolts to toss. Hey the fearsome Bhaerav, do get calm; Your special power, please share with all. What You want, we will give; take it, being cordial... Hey the tranquil Shiva, King of three regions,[1] Hey the Gaunga-Bearer, hey the Dance Lord. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Reverie

(3743) Ei puspita campakatale

Beneath this same blossoming champak tree, Hey the Most Beloved, You'd appeared, You had appeared. In color of teak and liking the clothing, You'd smiled through teeth pearl-dropping. That day's tale I won't be able to ignore; It does not get erased, that date's memory-song. On moonlit night, on gust of madhavii That lunar day makes ardent at split moment in a jiffy. With that date mingled are a hundred thoughts; With that date has gone on a honeyed sensation. In that date's dance and song, sweetness heaven brings, Throbbing in heart and mind upon a breeze of fancy. Sarkarverse article Audio recording