To a Pained One

“Kono ek Baethitake”
Now late at night you have a bed

A quiet and dark room

Placidity and silence

Think of nothing more

Now late at night you have a bed

A quiet and dark room

Placidity and silence

Think of nothing more

Listen to no one speaking

Just wipe your bloodied heart clean

And tucked like the tuberose

Go to sleep.