Sunday, February 12, 2023

What might have been

(2538)  Varasar rate niirave nibhrte, tumi esechile gopane

On monsoon night, silently and secretly,
You had come stealthily.
Barred was the entrance to my dwelling;
At the window was no opening.

Drenched You'd gotten by gale stormy;
Eyelids, You had kept them screened.
Standing at the door and knocking,
You gave stir to my thinking.

Just then, I gave not an answer;
Having lost consciousness, fast asleep I'd been.
Obtaining after ages the Guest Esteemed,
I failed to tie with love's bindings.

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