Sunday, May 29, 2016


(512)  Amar maner manus tui kotha geli

My beloved, You went where?
Seeking Thee, I don't succeed.
Going away, You gave me pain;
Never I forget that state.

I cast about on river banks and mountain slopes;
In vain I comb the shadows of palash groves.
Darling, please come back, come home to me;
Else I will die, weeping bitterly.

I am not lucky, nor am I deep;
So constantly I gaze toward Thee.

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