Friday, October 7, 2016


(630)  Tomar katha bheve bheve

Always thinking of Thee,
My days, they go by.
You have not arrived.

On roadways and riverbanks,
Trading in the marketplace,
Many people came and went;
My once-full current has dried out,
So where art Thou?

Along an unknown land's unknown waterway,
When will You come, plying Your ferry?
For that advent I am keenly waiting;
My heart, it is breaking.

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