Tuesday, September 25, 2012

The Forlorn


You’ve arrived unannounced

Amidst a monsoon break

Your silent footprints beyond gaze

Remind of a darkness descend

Morning has had extended sleep

Surround trembles at whistling winds

Firmament is swallowed deep

Compelling clouds filled to brims

Forests miss the chirp of birds

Houses yet to open doors

Who you are- the solitary monk

On the forlorn street, souls no more

Oh my Solitude, Oh my Dear

Waiting with doors ajar

Don’t you ignore my prayer-

And leave me in dreams shattered

[Translated Tagore's Song]

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