সৌরভ ভট্টাচার্য
14 January 2017
Besieging Me, You sit beside
and touch Me like a fickle air ;
calling Me afar away,
as a shining luminous glare !
Sitting beside, You fetch tear...
with moist tune in 'Rainy Silence' ;
You turn your face & stir up doubt,
like a gloom so deep & dense !
[Translated By: Debajyoti Dasgupta]
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