A Young Wife Could Be Blooming Poem by Ravi Kopra

A Young Wife Could Be Blooming
- RabindranathTagore

You don't know
What has become of me.
Every moment I think of you
I go sleepless, I go crazy.

Your voice is melody to me my ears.
Your face, an angel face to me
Your smile stirs my soul
Your tresses twirl my heart.

My would be blooming young wife
Could it be you?
In the season of honey under the full moon
I will love you in my arms.
Thinking thus I go on fire
You kindle my desires.

You touch my inner self
whosoever you are.
I'll seek you wherever you are
risking all I have.

My souls is yours.
My fears are gone.
I'll love you, love you till you know
No one can love you more.

-Ravi Kopra

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Tagore sahib, the Noble Laureate, farmatay hain -

meray dil main dhadkan lane walay, tum kaun ho?
har lehjay ki tum roshni ho
sadha teray saath main rehti hoon

surali bansari say
kaun meethay-kouDay geet gaata hai?
geeton ko sun sun kar koel bhi gaanay lag jati hai
aur meray dil ki madhu-makhian icHa se bhar jaati hain

shahid bharay mausam main
chaand dekhti hue ek jawaan beewi bhi
kshan bhar main tumain apna dil day baithti hai

Radha ko zara cHoo to lo, tum jo kuch bhi ho
teray paun pe vo kaambhti hai
har lajja cHoDay huay vo tum ko paana chahti hai.
Guru, tum hee ho na?

Uski aatma ab duhkhi hai
usko kisi ka ab dar nahin hai. Tum kaun ho?
teray komal pauN pe vo roti rahegi
jab tak tum yeh jaan na lo.

- tr. Ravi Kopra