Thursday, October 15, 2026

Above water my head You keep



(3816) Kata kache tabu kata dur

So close and yet so far;
Even having gotten I think that I got not.
Having mixed pervasively, You've remained alongside;
Yet it's as if getting restrained You granted not.

In soft mud is a lotus, through stalk fibers nectar sweet.
The moon is of an endless sky, beginning-free.
At core, heart's lover is concealed;
But by ties, You did not get blocked.

Eternal and formless, divine sport You keep creating;
Hey the Cosmic resin, incessantly.
Overflowing is my psychic honeybee;
Still then, why did You not respond?

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A peerless form



(3815) Urmi uttal ugrodadhi

Waves monstrous, a raucous sea,
Hey Bhaerav, Thine is such a form!
In occupation dancing endlessly,
Amazing is the fright-collection.

The sunrays of daybreak You make dim;
As Varun, heaven-splendor instantly You rid.
You are unrestrained; Your gift who gained...
Moon is like an ornament on heap of matted hair.

In You is the awful poison of death;
With both rod and lariat, the One Blue-Throated.
You are entrancing, You are gorgeous;
On neck garland of skulls, on forehead conflagration.

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Wednesday, October 14, 2026

Often in peak monsoon



(3814) Sei varasasnata nishiithe

On that same rain-bathed night,
Not a line of light had been traced on sphere of vision;
I had been awake in hope Thine.

Along with gale had been a heavy rain;
On that, a-pitter-patter, cloud's damru had played.
At Northeast corner of my mind, lackadaisically I'd gazed
To apply a coat of balm upon pain.

How many clouds came and left, thunderbolts aroused terror;
Many a screwpine spore, ever crying, floated off.
Even now that fearsome night has kept filling memory
On a melancholy-bestrewn lane.

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Tuesday, October 13, 2026

You must be here



(3813) Jabe na jabe na tumi balechile

You won't leave, You had said You won't leave;
Why did You go away, forsaking me?
What You'd planted, the tree
With bloom and fruit became replete.

I know You are the Earth's quintessence,
The celestial stream from Heaven... I accept.
Just to stay, not a thing would persist
If You with smiling face weren't attracting.

The source-stream of speech, of sense linguistic,
On a night direction-lost is vision's Polaris.
At Your tinkling sound, with mouth rumbling
A deadly flame forgets burning.

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Monday, October 12, 2026

So far and yet so near



(3812) Tumi marma majhe rayecho

Amid core of heart You have stayed...
So remote, Lord, distantly.
To eyelids You want not to permit holding;
You are seated at the inmost dwelling.

Having searched temple and shrine, I found not Thee;
I found You not at foot of five sacred trees.
And yet, stir You give to psyche; light's cradle You sway...
This game divine, who can savvy?

Amidst both known and unknown do You be,
And You have gone on staying in a churned I-feeling.
Except by removing You, the 'I' is not existing...
My whole life You've persevered.

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Saturday, October 10, 2026

Love for the sake of love



(3811) Bhalabesechile tumi amay

Doted had You on me;
In exchange naught did You ask for.
What I have given, myself to Thee,
In the least You took not that stuff.

The moon proceeds, moonlight having poured;
It does not evaluate action right or wrong.
Endlessly You went on dispensing love;
You did not think if it be frivolous.

At monsoon peak flooded is a screwpine stamen;
Smiles it on a night of ebon flawless.
Your kindly affection on a lovely firmament,
Neath comet strikes it did not halt.

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Friday, October 9, 2026

I don't get it



(3810) Tumi bahirvishve rayecho

In the outer world You've remained;
You are also at my core.
So for whom do You go on making sport;
By ever seeking, why am I overwrought?

Only what is not desired You go on requiring;
What is not wished by me You ask from me only.
On a stream of exigency in the realm of thought,
To Your work myself You draw.

What's not done, that only You go on doing;
You give value to a puny me.
By knowledge and action churning core,
In a hundred garbs You adorn.

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