by Kazi Nazrul Islam
We will meet again in the life Hereafter;
Here, please, forget me with a simple laughter.
Anything that remained unsaid,
I won't say; Let you also keep silence;
If I offer my love, turn me away;
If I persist, hurt me, in pretence.
Dream is broken abruptly here,
The evening's bud sheds in the dawn;
The heart dries up before love is savoured;
The ambrosia here has the taste of poison.
In separation here, heart longs in agony;
When together, quickly we go apart;
Where the fountain of love is never dry,
In that everlasting Garden, remember to seek my heart.
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English translation by Mohammad Omar Farooq
Last updated January 05, 2012