Friday, September 29, 2017

Is it possible?

(837)  Tomar hiyay amar

In Your heart, for me
Pray tell, is there no place?
If indeed no space remains,
Please say where's my relief.

You're ruler of a mind that's huge;
There is no end to You.
Like a dot am I so wee,
A very puny being.
If You do not make room for me,
It won't grow Your repute.

In desperate hearts,
You're the polestar,
In the rain on nights freezing,
A heat-smearing stream.
You exist for everybody,
But You exist without me.
Without me You are,
And this is Your dishonor.

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