চরণরেখা তব যে পথে দিলে লেখি
Chorono rekha tobo je pawthe dile lekhi
Did you rub off your footprints consciously
From the path you had once stepped on?
Crimsoned once by Ashok-dust,
I now see it vanish below the grass.
Flowers cease to bloom,
Birds forget to sing,
Even the southern breeze
Leaves with a saddened heart.
Yet, when it thrived,
Wasn't it a source of deep sublimity?
Will death prevail,
And the living memories simply
Cease to be!
Chorono rekha tobo je pawthe dile lekhi
Did you rub off your footprints consciously
From the path you had once stepped on?
Crimsoned once by Ashok-dust,
I now see it vanish below the grass.
Flowers cease to bloom,
Birds forget to sing,
Even the southern breeze
Leaves with a saddened heart.
Yet, when it thrived,
Wasn't it a source of deep sublimity?
Will death prevail,
And the living memories simply
Cease to be!
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