Tuesday, April 7, 2026

Having sought, we did not find



(3623) Sat-ti canpa dekhe bale

The seven Champas, speak on seeing:
"Hey Parul, where had you gone...[1]
Searching, searching constantly,
We had all been anxious.

"We'd all sought neath morning's light,
And we have searched at dark of night.
We've looked into all vile or fine;
Mind-shrine, thoroughly explored.

"Under the midday sunbeams,
We've gone on searching, passionately.
Filled with a moonlit night's dream,
Ever seeking, we did not reach the shore." 

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Sunday, April 5, 2026

I don't and won't forget



(3622) Je agun jvele gele tumi priya

The fire You went on lighting, hey my Beloved;
That will never get extinguished, we all realize.
In the dark there'd been Your lamp begemmed;
To that shine, ever-radiant, I pay mind.

The tiny garland in my hand You had took up, lifting;
Upon Your collarbone You had worn the wreath.
On the floral bouquet was love and affection smeared;
You gave a dazzling smile's flash, also that I recognize.

By the rays of effulgence shed at fall of Your feet,
Removed was gloomy darkness; on eyelids light appeared.
The nectar of paradise Moon brought down to Earth;
I count the half-minutes ere that to re-acquire.

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A thing of beauty



(3621) Canderi deshe elo bhese

She came floating in from the lunar realm;
Who is one unknown apsara presently?
Inside My mind at every moment,
By that advent bugles rise up playing.

Tender green leaves dormant, awoke they have risen;
The dozing leaves, again life they have gotten.
With fragrant buds, with cuckoo-and-peacock-call din,
A lonely forestland has risen dancing.

Shattered has gotten everyone's drowsy lethargy;
Eyes have opened wide through Phalgun abir.
Foliar beauty and a flower alluring,
That person disguise-deft, to come down has agreed.

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Saturday, April 4, 2026

Such is my puzzle



(3620) Andhar sagar periye cale

Having crossed the dark sea, proceeds
Your love's splendor;
You are the Bow Wielder's song.
Withdraw death's fangs, instilling angst,
The-long-toothed demon's morsel-fear.

By so much penance of Parvati,
With so many of Kama's ash heaps.
By the oblations of Daksha aplenty,
Came this burnt offering.

I don't find a start, middle, or end;
Musing upon the thought, I lose myself.
Singing Your ode I go ahead,
Effusing all fervid zeal.

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Friday, April 3, 2026

What's not to like?



(3619) Bahe madhu pavan e jyotsnay

Under this moonlight blows a wind that's sweet.
By the touch of vernal breeze, aroma is impassioned;
The cuckoo bird makes one hear what story?

Earth is dancing with young, tender leaves in color;
Floating is the scent of the molted blossoms.
Along with the bastard teak and minds anxious,
Silk-cotton trees go on smiling.

The bed of medlars is coated with fragrance;
The magnolia grove with trumpet flowers is gone mad.
The floral ornaments, around foot wrapped,
They allure with Nature's beauty.

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Thursday, April 2, 2026

The last word?



(3618) Kunale kanta thake ke na jane

Who doesn't realize that thorns reside upon stalk;
So does a lotus say "I won't uphold", pray tell, Beloved?
I am not able to see in the late night dark;
Even then, won't I walk on the path unknowable?

What is not in my vicinity, is it then worth naught,
Like a story that never more will I think of?
Amid the insignificant abides a cream-collection;
In a mine's dark abyss the lovely diamond sparkles.

Foolish me, I've contrived many disparate mistakes;
Having known the right theory, heed I have not paid.
At evening having come today, the path I've attained;
You shine upon a sea of twilight, glow fit to worship.

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Wednesday, April 1, 2026

I pray for relief



(3617) Tumi alor pratibhu prabhu

Master, You are Light's Broker;
Set aside the gloomy dark.
At end of the protracted night,
Do let dawn be brought.

So much had I been waiting,
Age after age by the hundreds aplenty.
Of a dull-witted mind, stymied,
Today, kindly note once more.

Counting brief seconds, day has transpired;
The night's darkness, alone and tongue-tied.
With unreal knowledge life has gone by;
Kindle the lamp of profound wisdom! 

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