What might have been

(2538)  Varasar rate niirave nibhrte, tumi esechile gopane

On monsoon night, silently and secretly,
You had come stealthily.
Barred was the entrance to my dwelling;
At the window was no opening.

Drenched You'd gotten by gale stormy;
Eyelids, You had kept them screened.
Standing at the door and knocking,
You gave stir to my thinking.

Just then, I gave not an answer;
Having lost consciousness, fast asleep I'd been.
Obtaining after ages the Guest Esteemed,
I failed to tie with love's bindings.

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