Bengali Poetry (Translated)

Silent Self-Immolation




How far have you placed me from yourself?
I do not know the measure of this distance.

How much have you forgotten me?
In your busyness, there is no place for me.

Did you want to dwell in my everything?
But this was never written in my fate!

How much have you burned, thinking of me?
That feeling is not written in my diary.
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