Oh my hardhearted Lord

(2092)  Kon bhule jaoya bhore, ele mor ghare

On some forgotten morning,
You came to my dwelling.
You then went afar, and return You did not.
I thereafter, for so many days and nights,
I have cried without pause; eyes You did not mop.

If I were knowing how much You are callous,
Not a bit would I have loved.
Oh why did I make such an error;
Now the love does not get dropped!

You have bound me with that tie;
But in it Your own self You've confined?
Did You not think at any leisure time:
About You someone forgets not?

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