277 Mone ki didha rekhe gele chole

277. (mane ki dwidha rekhe gele) Did you have something going on in your mind in that fading twilight hour, in grace? An undecided ,ambivalent you looked back at the doorstep before parting within a silence,? What could those hidden words be, unsaid in absent mindedness? Was it you, brimming a smile within tearful eyes? With a trembling heart , I am absorbed in thy thoughtful resonance. You are a far, distant ranger, aloneness. Flamingos soaring high, in the sky. A heartache of mine, there, unlearned , is escorting, by the by I aspire to ask thee about the unsaid me, kept there somewhere, around the parting time, born free to roam Was it a left behind , unnoticed, with the rain soaked jasmine charm?