Friday, July 29, 2022

My Thrill, come nigh

(2345)  Durera bandhu mor

Enduring Friend of mine from far-off,
Please come with face sweetly smiling.
At a distance why remaining any more?
At heart's core, deep inside me, do appear.

Kindly enter stealthily upon silent feet;
A blossom is made to bloom, always in welcoming.
Oh You are the kohl on eyes whelmed by fatigue,
Infusing hope constantly.

Yourself to realize, one simply is not able;
Gauging Your depth is totally impossible.
In ancient days You had been, and You stay forever,
With a thrill in what is known, in what's beyond knowing.

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