Spending whole day on the throne
In the evening Ram retired to his bedroom.
Half of the bed has remained empty for long
He rested his tired body there
And like a devotee
In a temple left empty by the deity
He sat down on the floor
And said with tears in his eyes,
‘As long as I lived in banishment in the forest
I had no treasures or jewels
I was very poor
But like Lakshmi, the goddess of wealth,
With me you were always there.
Today I am ruling an empire
You are no longer with me
Instead I have your golden image –
The source of all my happiness has left me
The source of my perennial pain now adorns my home!’
Translation of the poem - Bone O Rajye - from the collection Chaitali by Rabindranath Tagore. The original may be seen at http://www.rabindra-rachanabali.nltr.org/node/10445.