বনে যদি ফুটল কুসুম
Bone jodi phutlo kushum (audio: Kanika Bandyopadhyay)
Why did the little bird leave
Even as the arbors flower in ecstasy?
Did she find herself a shelter
In the faraway, invisible sky?
When the breeze thrills to effulgence
Boughs billow and dance,
When melodies melt with sweetness,
Why is she the only cast-alone?
What exotic urge drew her far
To seek out lush, unseen shores
With such enthralling sadness?
While spring calls out to her, nearby,
This stunning night transforms
Into a night of ache and longing.
Why does she, then, elude herself?