Skip to main content

You can't feel Your sense within me ;
and space of words, I brought wisely.

I don't know how the count to be kept.
Just know, that pearl scorns Ocean's depth.

Its Lapidary task, not of mine.
If I can do, in mind incline ;

will bring 'locked' words from silent land,
put for sometimes on thy hand.

I can't maintain with breatheless breast.
The Sense like Pearl gains tranquil rest.

In soul of mine, the smell forecasts ;
mute as flounder. If You trust.

[Translated by: Debajyoti Dasgupta]
[মূল কবিতাঃ যদি বিশ্বাস করো]

Category