Theme: Realization

Lost my Count of Time

Lost my count of time and the miles that travelled I
The lands I went avisiting and let my purse go dry
Mountain ranges huge, the seas our earth adorn.

Never managed alas to watch, with an open pair of eyes,
A step away from home, so nearby where it lies,
A tiny drop of dew — on a tiny ear of corn.

Translation of original poem by Rabindranath Tagore, Sphulinga 3/164


More By  :  Dipankar Dasgupta

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Comments on this Poem

Comment Thank you Kumud babu. I wonder who else would agree with you!! Not that it matters.

13-Oct-2011 11:06 AM

Comment Happy to see you back with beautiful translations of Bengali poems.

kumud biswas
13-Oct-2011 08:12 AM

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