Kazi Nazrul Islam

(24 May 1899 - 29 August 1976 / Bardhaman / India)

All Midnight I Suddenly Wake Up


At midnight I suddenly wake up hearing someone's voice
is that you, is that you?
I feel the load of some memory in my breast -
is that you, is that you?
Some one's hungry love roams about seeking aIms
Some one's piteous eyes like the stars in the night-sky
look at the sought-after face - is that you, is that you?
The wind at night carries someone's lingering sigh
And stirs my heart; Oh my distant beloved
is that you, is that you?
Like the ocean-wave whose crying bruises my heart
The nightingale in the wood ceaselessly chirps on the champah tree
is that you, is that you ?

[Original: Gobhir nishithe ghum bhenge jay; Translation: Abu Rushd]

Submitted: Wednesday, May 30, 2012

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