16
June
Wasting my rare human birth.
DURLABHA MANAVA JANMA
by
BHAKTIVINODA THAKUR
1.
durlabha manava-janma labhiya samsare
krsna na bhajinu — duhkha kahibo kahare?
Born in this rare human body, I did not worship you.
Now Lord I am left lamenting. Who shall I tell this to?
2.
‘samsar’ ‘samsar’, ko’re miche gelo kal
labha na koilo kichu, ghatilo janjal
My time passed in wordly pursuits, without the slightest gain.
My one and only profit was pure anguish and pain.
3.
kiser samsar ei chayabaji pray
ihate mamata kori’ brtha dina jay
This world has no more meaning than a magical display.
Caught up in it with no purpose, my life passes away.
4.
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