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I Cannot Tell
by Shernaz Wadia
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  Coo, Cooo, Coooo, the Koel goes -
Of what sorrow it sings no one knows.
Why, oh, why is it so sweetly soulful?
Why so melancholy, why so doleful?

What makes it pine? What does it yearn?
Does unrequited love its heart too burn?
When it sings so, they say it brings rain.
Those drops might well be tears of pain!

Flamboyant Spring parades her jamboree -
Birds, flowers, bees all exult in her glory.
But that plaintive call strikes like a dart,
Its restlessness swiftly smites my heart.

Faint murmurs from way off I hear,
Strange sensations in my soul I fear.
That loud lament rings some distant bell,
What floodgates it'll open, I cannot tell.
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April 24, 2005
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