It just won't work

(2279)  Tomake bhalabese, amar e cidakashe

Holding You in high esteem
On the sky of my psyche,
Such ambrosia was exuded and came falling,
Profusely and privately.

I imagined: Ignoring, I'll go on;
I'll find peace in delusion.
But I saw there happens not oblivion
With this same thought echoing.

You exist, I exist–
All else I've forgotten;
There's no third one, any other,
With attraction of a honeyed quality.

At my heart's place hard-to-reach,
With ringing of cognition You are there;
Please come down into my thinking,
Contemplation's meditation-seat.

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