Sunday, November 1, 2020

A one-way street?

(1746)  Ami tomay bhalabasi

I am in love with You;
Why then don't You want me too?
A lily gazes at the moon;
Why does moon not likewise do?

Many lunar days have passed crying;
Many vistas have gone, washed away.
In a bloom many shades have adhered,
But now that flower, it turns strange.

In Your mind, I exist;
In Your hue, my tints I have blended.
Mid the color-splendor I have got forgotten;
My own self I cannot comprehend.

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