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Tagoreweb era sukher lagi They, beseech love as a token of joy, love is nowhere to be called in

They, beseech love as a token of joy, love is nowhere to be called in
only to bid farewell to joy, left behind, a hymn
such is the glossy glaze of a subtle worldly longing , a fading heartsong to lull
oblivion and them, an array of whim, newly reborn, blossoming recklessly, vagabond a feel,
And so is the love, sleep deprived a croon, a yearning eddy , a sandstorm kill
a chill hideout in zeal
And the let down show
And the no brainer love, a sow 
a love losing all and all
in grievance and then the majestic fall
my love let us overcome, since the night is done, the dream was drawn 
to an end
why the churn, even though a show, to steel the unsayable lexical
sleepy and bizarre adventures of an ensuing moonlight sonata
after a prodigal setting in mist and fog
my love, let us be mourners in good faith, humbling.
a saga of love, unspoken, is ending within, whence a kismet wills on.

now many are still a  sense in smiling and a feeling In many more 
to be born for a tossed and turned, a smile and a longing  heartache 
with brimming eyes, salty tears
trickling down with an usher,  downpour