Bengali Poetry (Translated)

Everything Is Lost

Feather by feather is added to the crown.
The crown grows heavy, the head bows down.
Gem by gem is added to the robe.
The robe grows heavy, walking becomes a struggle.
Growing great this way, a person
slowly begins to shrivel.

One day everything is lost.
Only a moon remains
above the head...
Covered in clouds, so no light comes.
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