Tagore poems in English: যেতে নাহি দিব (সোনার তরী)

Tagore poems in English: যেতে নাহি দিব (সোনার তরী): I Won’t Let You Go The carriage waits at the door, it's afternoon The autumn sun beats down with all its might In the warm midd...

ADVENT (In Kheya)

When the night grew darker

The work came to an end.

We thought nobody would come this night.

All the doors of our village were closed for the night

A few of the villagers said ,"The Supreme King will come"

We said laughingly,"none will come this night",

When the sound of knocking at the door was just heard,

"perhaps it is the sound of the wind",said we.

Blowing the lighted lamps out in every dewelling house,

The dwellers stayed indoors lying lazily.

Afew of them said,"The harbinger may come in."

We said laughingly,"It may be the wind."

At dead of night a sound was possibly heard.

In the influence of deep slumber

We thought it might be the roar of thunder.

Again and again we woke up,for the earth trembled violently.

Afew of themselves,"It is clattering of chariot-wheels"

Under the influence of deep slumber

We said,"it is the roar pf the thunder."

It was still the darkness of the night.

The drum was suddenly beaten.

Someone proclaimed through the whiffing pipe

"Wake up all of you,no more delay."

Pressing the chests with hands we started shuddering in fear.

"Its royal flag",said a few of us in whisper.

Then we got up and said,"So,no more delay

Where is illumination?Where is garland of flowers?Where is an arrangement?

The Supreme King came in our land and no throne!

What a destiny!What a shame!No court!No decoration!

A few said in whisper"lamentation-an exercise in futility.

Receive him with bare hands in empty room"

"O,Let the door opened,let the conch-shell be blown.

The King of dark room has come today at dead of night"

The thunder roars in the sky,the lightning flashes,

Pull the torn beddings and decorate your courtyard.

The King of sad night appeared abruptly accompanied with the storm..