None here speaks of you তোমার কথা হেথা কেহ তো বলে না tomar kotha hetha keho to bolena  None here speaks of you In vain they create a commotion They sit beside a sea of nectar And yet sip only poison
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None here speaks of you তোমার কথা হেথা কেহ তো বলে না tomar kotha hetha keho to bolena None here speaks of you In vain they create a commotion They sit beside a sea of nectar And yet sip only poison 

None here speaks of you
তোমার কথা হেথা কেহ তো বলে না
tomar kotha hetha keho to bolena

None here speaks of you
In vain they create a commotion
They sit beside a sea of nectar
And yet sip only poison

They have ripped their own roots
They know not how to swim
They cannot find a shore
They drift down the stream
Maybe to drown in the end
They flounder and fumble on
Through night and day

Where do I go
Whom do I ask
They pull and drag me along
I fear I’ll be left alone in the end
Amid fathomless seas
I search for a friend, a well-wisher
My eyes moisten with tears
My own load bears me down
My heart trembles in weakness

Translated by Rumela Sengupta

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Bhagavad Gita: Chapter 5, Verse 7    योगयुक्तो विशुद्धात्मा विजितात्मा जितेन्द्रिय: | सर्वभूतात्मभूतात्मा कुर्वन्नपि न लिप्यते || 7||  yoga-yukto viśhuddhātmā vijitātmā jitendriyaḥ sarva-bhūtātma-bhūtātmā kurvann api na lipyate  yoga-yuktaḥ—united in consciousness with God; viśhuddha-ātmā—one with purified intellect; vijita-ātmā—one who has conquered the mind; jita-indriyaḥ—having conquered the senses; sarva-bhūta-ātma-bhūta-ātmā—one who sees the Soul of all souls in every living being; kurvan—performing; api—although; na—never; lipyate—entangled Translation BG 5.7: The karm yogis, who are of purified intellect, and who control the mind and senses, see the Soul of all souls in every living being. Though performing all kinds of actions, they are never entangled. None here speaks of you তোমার কথা হেথা কেহ তো বলে না tomar kotha hetha keho to bolena  None here speaks of you In vain they create a commotion They sit beside a sea of nectar And yet sip only poison A Fleeting Passion by William Henry Davies Thou shalt not laugh, thou shalt not romp,  Let's grimly kiss with bated breath;  As quietly and solemnly  As Life when it is kissing Death.  Now in the silence of the grave,  My hand is squeezing that soft breast;  While thou dost in such passion lie,  It mocks me with its look of rest.
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