হৃদয় আমার নাচেরে
(hriday amar nache re)
My heart.. dances.. like a peacock..
Rejoicing, reeling.. in the monsoon..
Emotions.. splayed like plumes..
Reach.. to the sky.. like an iridescent arc..
Yearnings tuned to a passion.. unknown..
I walk.. down lanes of myths.. missives..
Reliving.. someone, somewhere..
Swaying.. in a tangled swing..
Of the spicy Bokul branch..
Starry.. blossoms.. spewed adrift..
Resonating to the drumbeats.. of rain..
A woman's veil.. flashing in the sky..
Tresses.. tumbling down her face..
Careful braid flung open.. by the breeze..
A thick rain.. douses the emerald leaves..
Crickets.. spawn a chorus in the arbor..
The water.. picks up in the canals and rivers..
Islanding an enchanted.. village..
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