Friday, August 6, 2021

Off the beaten track

(1988)  Path bhule mor ghare ele

Path ignored, to my house You came;
How much I've cried out, how much I've wailed,
But You did not arrive; myself You'd forgotten.

My waves, far away they carry on the wind;
Echoing they've risen to the blue firmament.
Yet by those waves of sound, Your
Sleep did not rupture; deaf had You been.

Heard or unheard, it is per Your volition;
And too remaining deaf is a role sportive.
Coming by detour is never a blunder;
You came untimely, the time afforded.

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