Tuesday, May 22, 2018

Not a zero-sum game

(980)  Tumi esecho bhalo besecho

You've arrived, and well You've liked;
Forgotten is all pain and every lamentation.
You've replied and sweetly smiled,
Winning the heart of everyone.

My love knows You exclusively;
It lures You through both tune and beat.
In happiness and misery, in dignity and conceit,
You may be everybody's, but You belong to me.

Your love's imprinted on flowers and leaves;
Just like a psychic bee, lonely, I long for Thee.
Mid all that's lost, You're the note promissory;
The only thing that's mine, You are my everything.

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