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Jibanananda Das's poem -2:

Shesh Holo Jiboner Shob lenden


 

 

 

            Having done with my ledger of life

            Jibanananda Das
            (Translation: A.H. Jaffor Ullah)

            Finally, I�m done with the ledger of my life,
            Miss Banalata Sen!

            Where have you gone at this odd hour?
            Kingfisher hasn�t neglected its midday sport,
            Sarika still returns to the nest,
            River has become frothy in exuberance,
            Still no sign of you, Miss Bonolata Sen!

            Haven�t seen anyone like you � nowhere?
            Why did you have to leave ahead any of us?
            Makes me wonder � why you turned this world
            of ours, into a desert wasteland.
            (why it had to be you!)
            Shattering the wizards�s sorcery
            You departed from this earth,
            My familiar Miss Bonolata Sen.

            Many a gloaming must desend over the horizon,
            Many a night must we sleep next to a squalor
            Many a time must we rouse by wild wind,
            The night train must have reached
            the station amidst oak and jombu forest,
            taking away my night princes, Miss Bonolata Sen.
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            This poem appears in the ungrouped (Ogronthito Kobita) poems

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