আমার এ প্রেম নয় তো ভীরু
amar e prem noy to bheeru
Timid is not this love of mine
Nor does it lack in strength
Will it just in anxious worry
Shed sorrowful teardrops
In gentle sweet beauteous comfort
Why put my love to sleep
It wants to stay awake with you
Delirious with delight
Assuming form terrifying
When you erupt in deathly dance
Your violent rhythm strikes and wounds
Runs in panic, flees in shame
My bewildered doubt disbelief
May this love of mine welcome home
The one fiercely fascinating
Heavenly dream of trivial wants
Let it sink in oblivion
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