Jul 21, 2014

None here speaks of you

তোমার কথা হেথা কেহ তো বলে না
tomar kotha hetha keho to bolena

None here speaks of you
In vain they create a commotion
They sit beside a sea of nectar
And yet sip only poison

They have ripped their own roots
They know not how to swim
They cannot find a shore
They drift down the stream
Maybe to drown in the end
They flounder and fumble on
Through night and day

Where do I go
Whom do I ask
They pull and drag me along
I fear I’ll be left alone in the end
Amid fathomless seas
I search for a friend, a well-wisher
My eyes moisten with tears
My own load bears me down
My heart trembles in weakness

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