Bengali Poetry (Translated)

Next Destination



The news of my departure—
there's no one left to tell.

All my own people are sleeping.
In the call of the morning prayer
my sleep will not break today.

Though I know to you I am a stranger—
still I leave word with you...
of where I'm bound next.
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