Rainy night, when we lost the
Path in the mystic woodland,
Moonlit valley, submerged
Passion with awesome fragrance,
Rising emotion together the
Dreamy moon, moisturized
Moment of lost paradise,
Beneath the cyclonic clouds, the
Flying of cygnets, the warmth
Of breathing, healing touch
Of life, sinking of luminaries
One by one, the scattering of
Galaxy into the cavity of night,
Awakening of a misty forest,
Revolution of dreams on the edge
Of your dove eyes, picking
The tiny wild bloom underneath
The anonymous tall tree,
Splashing the lake water into each
Other body, that lunatic laugh!
The nocturnal bird's surprised look,
Dragging your hand as you
Desired to walk on the lotus leaves,
Gazing at the sky to get the dew
Drops on the smiling face,
Sleeping carelessly on the smooth
Rock, counting the moving stars,
Unknowingly embrace as strange
Calls made the mysterious moment,
However, that was a monsoon night,
But the rain was far away, just a
Spell, some drops of water,
Moon had played hide and
Seek, the entire night we were moved
As a fanatical tributary, we lived
A full life in a night, in the first ray
We felt that the planet is
Left behind a distance, nobody
Recognized as we passed silently
Before the ruined temple, near
The tomb, among the crowd,
They may be rejected us, but we have
Had also forgotten them, we reached
In the lost paradise,
-- SHANTANU SANYAL
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