Time Is Up

I wanted to give you my money, my name and fame worldwide It's not like that I could'n't keep my word In fact, the poems didn't come in time I know whatever you had in youth You wanted to give me the rights Saline water of your eyes is still painted in my old shirt I can see that in all sleepless nights Crowds of people surrounds Now, I am a successful man Having prosperity in life But looking back, I find I have nothing but what did you leave for me And that is the Subarnarekha river side I seat on the lonely beach on shores of the sea And wait for years after years Whether a dolphin comes to the dunes When there is a high tide I write for you in the dark Poems come unjust and at this untime