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"hilsa" poems
Afloat I am, The blind horizon spreads to no end. O river of rivers, The queen river, Flow as you wish, Gather silt forever That on your shores Men may harrow, then sow The seeds of happiness And sorrow to grow. Afloat I am, The blind horizon spreads to no end, Hilsa leaps at the moon, How wondrously they blend! Hilsa leaps at the moon, How wondrously they blend! O river of rivers, The starry river, Your blinking waves drum Of Behula's shiver. I too am lost, The tattered merchant fool, My peacock barge rides Fate's whirlpool. Hilsa leaps at the moon, How wondrously they blend! When the whistling wind wakes All courage is pretend. When the whistling wind wakes All courage is pretend, O river of rivers, The wise river. Who would speak for us? If not you, may be never. Yet the mountains rise From the hearths' ash, You are silent, while The history is brash. When the whistling wind wakes All courage is pretend. Heaven's horn blares slender silver For whom to comprehend? Heaven's horn blares slender silver For whom to comprehend? O river of rivers, The hungry river, The consort of Ruin. An arrow in Falguni's quiver. The infinite wasteland beckons Hold onto heart's dream, One more sun above Anguish and scream. Heaven's horn blares slender silver For whom to comprehend? Afloat I am, The blind horizon spreads to no end.
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Dec 11, 2016
Dec 11, 2016 at 10:13 AM UTC
tamal-kundu
Bhatiali
Afloat I am, The blind horizon spreads to no end. O river of rivers, The queen river, Flow as you wish, Gather silt forever That on your shores Men may harrow, then sow The seeds of happiness And sorrow to grow. Afloat I am, The blind horizon spreads to no end, Hilsa leaps at the moon, How wondrously they blend! Hilsa leaps at the moon, How wondrously they blend! O river of rivers, The starry river, Your blinking waves drum Of Behula's shiver. I too am lost, The tattered merchant fool, My peacock barge rides Fate's whirlpool. Hilsa leaps at the moon, How wondrously they blend! When the whistling wind wakes All courage is pretend. When the whistling wind wakes All courage is pretend, O river of rivers, The wise river. Who would speak for us? If not you, may be never. Yet the mountains rise From the hearths' ash, You are silent, while The history is brash. When the whistling wind wakes All courage is pretend. Heaven's horn blares slender silver For whom to comprehend? Heaven's horn blares slender silver For whom to comprehend? O river of rivers, The hungry river, The consort of Ruin. An arrow in Falguni's quiver. The infinite wasteland beckons Hold onto heart's dream, One more sun above Anguish and scream. Heaven's horn blares slender silver For whom to comprehend? Afloat I am, The blind horizon spreads to no end.
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