Tagore Song (#120) I Am To Worship Thee Offering My Pain Poem by Tushar Ray

(joto-bar alo-jalate chai nive-jay bare-bare)

As many times I light up my candles
So many times candles extinguish
In my life Thy seat is always in the dark
The blossoms dried up in the twig
Having just buds and dried flower
Here buds solely rise without a flower

So I am to worship Thee offering my pain
Glamor of worshiping and abundance
Are lacking fully without a trace
This worshiper came with poor dress today
None came to attend celebration
There are no flutes, neither home decoration
Asking Thy puja in broken temple by crying
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4/7/2015