When you come to me, unbidden,
Beckoning me
To long-ago rooms,
Where memories lie.
        
Offering me, as to a child, an attic,
Gatherings of days too few.
Baubles of stolen kisses.
Trinkets of borrowed loves.
Trunks of secret words,
        
I CRY.    

Sleep on while I am talking
I am just arranging the curtains
over your naked breasts.
Love doesn't look too closely...
love looks very closely
the shock of beauty you gave me
the third rail that runs through 
 our hospitality...   

Otiter Kotha Gulo, Purono Smriti Gulo
Mone Mone Raikho
Ami To Vala Na Vala Loiyai Thaiko
Ami To Bhala Na Bhala Loiyai Thaiko
Tumi amar shopno asha, Tumi Valobasha
Tomare na paile ei jibon britha, bondhu
Ei jibon britha
Ontore na rakhleo mukhe mukhe  raikho
Aami To Vala Na Vala Loiyai Thaiko