Your Absence

by Kumud Biswas

In this spring night your absence seems so sweet
A deep melody rises from the depth of pain
Filling the moon-lit night
An impatient desire to see
Creates a mirage in my eyes
A sweet fragrance
Brought by the air from far
Blindingly wanders in my mind
Whose words they are
Which in an unknown rhyme and tune
Echoes in the rustling leaves of trees
And my anklets ring with it?

Transcreation of the love song – Biraha madhur holo aji madhurate – by Rabindranath Tagore.

05-Jan-2016

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Comments on this Poem

Thanks Mr. Dubey for reading and commenting.

TagoreBlog
09-Jan-2016 21:22 PM

The talk of love is in the air; the scent of carrying it the wind with the wisps and whiffs of own. The jasmines of love blooming in spring and the poet getting sensuous, love-sick and nostalgic. Where the imagery of hers, in which album, which scenery? The heart itself knows it, can feel it. Spring with the new leaves has come, but she has not.

Bijay Kant Dubey
09-Jan-2016 09:56 AM