The moon wakes up to your touch
Carrying light in her womb.
The river dances to your whisper
Carrying waves in her waist.
Togor Jui Mallika waiting
Wishing if you could look at them.
Chameli Chatak Juthika waiting
Wishing if you could touch them.
Do you know o beautiful
Who is awake in middle of this night
Expecting you to arrive?
Krishnachura? Or Labangalatika?
Chanpa? Or Balaka?
Of course, they're awake.
But someone else is awake too.
He is awake
With thousand dreams in his eyes
And million songs in his heart.
Do you know who is he?
Who?
(Togor Jui Mallika Chameli Juthika Krishnachura ChanpaBalaka- Indian flowers.
Labangalatika- Indian Plant.
Chatak- Indian bird.)
© Arun Maji
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