Bengali Poetry (Translated)

Liberation in Emotion



Getting used to someone's spell—
what a terrifying thing!

I walk this path with you
so often,
yet I never feel
the slightest weariness.

Hoping to embrace new horizons
you weave more magic,
and I—
I drown in your enchantment.

Touching you, I feel
this heart is a vast playground.
At unnatural speed...
I rush toward you.

As if in passion's deliverance, pain lessens!
Addicted to a toxic life force—
this body of mine.
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