I Tame My Eyes Poem by Kazi Nazrul Islam

Don't welcome me,
rather plunder;
conquer me, the timid,
by the might of your heart.

My heart is anxious for you,
but my feet disagree;
I hide myself under colourful clothes
waiting for you.

Bashfulness is my sister-in-law, almost a creeper,
Whenever I approach Shyam, it stands motionless.

I can't caste straihgt looks
lest someone looks it, too;
so I tame my eyes
full of tears.

[Original: Boron kore niyo na go; Translation: Mohammad Nurul Huda]