নিশীথে কী কয়ে গেল মনে
Nisheethe ki koye gyalo mone
Audio: Hemanta Mukherjee
My heart heard a whisper
Maybe in my wakefulness,
Maybe, my slumber
It was dark.
As I travel, or pause,
My day meshed in hustle,
Chores, judgements,
Tumble down my path
Yet, the secret speaks to me
In silence, ever so often,
Like a chant, like a dream.
I am unsure
If this feels like a strange hurt
If it is a chill of fear
Or victory
I listen to the quiet voice
Echo, 'Stop here,'
In swerving tunes, whisper,
'Far you go!'
Could it be
A resonance in my heart
Or the sky ladling songs?
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