When I've seen You, then
There had been nectar in a mango's bud.
A palash bloom with eager hue,
It had looked on, in hope of aroma.
Parul and shimul, off to one side,
They had spoken of a golden light.
But the tiny bakul has swung crosswise;
It had smiled, perfumed and excited.
From thenceforward, much time has transpired;
Mingled with the dark have many nights of mine.
Now in dream, inwardly ponder I:
What sweet day had come?
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