Tuesday, June 18, 2024

The deal was raw

(3042)  Andhakar ghare mor

At my house of gloom,
Oh You, Who arrived?
I could not see, I could not know,
In what manner You came when You had appeared.

No knock was there; but striding silently,
Stealthily, to my heart You gained entry.
You made bright with glow of beauty,
Gracing one who is unworthy.

Enchanted, I had gawked in astonishment;
Adrift I'd gone on Your game's sentiments.
An ocean of sport are You, and I had got Yourself;
By anyone at all is it called mercy?

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