A while.. has passed since you called..

তুমি ডাক দিয়েছ কোন সকালে
tumi dak diyaecho

A while.. has passed since you called..
but.. no one heard you.
Now.. I can not withhold.. the unseen tears,
but.. no one listens..

I wander.. with a musing.. heart..
and gaze.. at the faces.. I find..
No one evokes tears.. like you do..

The notes of music.. sharply rise..
this prisoned.. world..
trembles.. in agony, in ecstasy,
yet.. no one.. knocks.. at the door..

The sky.. echos.. with invisible hurt,
and the air.. carries a nameless.. message..
Yet.. the roads.. do not speak..
of the untold secret..