Bengali Poetry (Translated)

The Hour of Doubt



You seem terribly restless today.
You stand there—
facing your own awakened feelings.

If you wished, right now
with the grave gesture of dismissal
you could trample everything underfoot and walk away.

But what has happened to you today?
Why have you stopped?
Why do your eyes hold shadows of fear and doubt?

Have you...fallen in love with someone?

Never let them know this.
Let them never understand—
what silent storm rages within your chest.
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