Gifting a glass cutter taking stock of the grieved heart,
And God, then asking for milk stream, which is not facile.
Trusted the remedy of which pitiful spirit of the consoler,
To show ecstasy towards negligence, which is not facile.
If the matter is solved at its own, which is not facile,
Efforts are required to do so, even that is not facile.
Hidden grief ceaselessly burning the entire mankind,
And like annihilation, you do not praise, which is not facile.
Every person has various longings in your world O Lord,
And you bestow content upon every person, which is not facile.
The crisp heart was devoted to a manifestation of shining flowers,
At the same time choose to arduous courage which is not facile.
I have left many brain child to do the harmony in this time,
Then you are daydreaming, you know, in this time it is not facile.
Rabindranath Banerjee (Ranjan )