Poetry
Tagore Songs
O Je Maane Naa Mana
With him, "no" will never do.
The moment I take my eyes away, he says, "No, no, no!"
The more I say, "Night's ending and the light dimming
He looks at my face, saying, "No, no, no!"
Depressed, and overwhelmed by the crazy wind,
Spring seems to wail in the flower garden
The more I say to him, "Time now; you must be going
He stands in the door, saying, "No, no, no!"
Bhalobeshe Sokhi Nibhrite Jotone
Write my name, dearest, alone, and in secret,
In your mind's innermost sanctum,
Lovingly
Learn the beat of the song playing in my heart,
And let your anklet bells tinkle to it,
Melodically
Keep holding on to my garrulous bird,
In your palace premises,
Fondly, tenderly
Remembering me, tie my hands' rakhi thread of union
To your gold bracelet, letting it shine there
Resplendently
Picking up a blossom from my climbing plants
Set it aside for your curls,
Absent-mindedly
Make a vermilion dot of good fortune to remember me,
And let it adorn your forehead,
Wondrously
Blend the desires and fantasies obsessing me
Into a fragrance you can daub on yourself,
Endlessly
Extract all that has been perplexing me lifelong
And in delight make me a part of you
Matchlessly!
Fakrul Alam is the Pro Vice-Chancellor of East West University. He is also the Adviser of Star Literature and Reviews Pages.
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