Mar 26, 2012

You had a storehouse of songs

তোমার বীণায় গান ছিল
Tomar beenay gaan chhilo (audio by K L Saigal)

You had a storehouse of songs
In your harp-strings
And I, the buds
The same southern breeze
Made us shimmer together

The sky surged with something
Intensely magical
That no one will ever know
As you anchored
Near my blossoming garden
With your host of melodies

I trusted my heart would never stop
Blossoming to your music,
Yet the notes were swept away
And the buds died in the dark

Had something been missing in our play
In the tender green dreams of spring?

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