Aug 21, 2011

A bouquet of smiles she held in her hands

তার হাতে ছিল হাসির ফুলের হার
Tar haatey chhilo hashir phuler haar

A bouquet of smiles she held in her hands
Of many a hue and colour
I was weighed down by the fruit of sorrow
Nurtured and ripened with my tears

Asudden she came the fair one
And said to me “Let us exchange”
I gazed at her visage
O so captivating!

She took my spread of sombre clouds
Glanced at me with an amused look
I took her flowers of verdant spring
And held it to my bosom

“I have won”, she said with a smile
As she hastened on far away

In the hour of dusky twilight
At the end of the scorching day
Faded had all the flowers she gave

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