Ghrina Jato Kari Amai Keuto Karena

Ghrina jato kari amai keuto karena

Bhalo jato basi amai keuto basena

Bhalobasa ghrina majhe jiban bina nitya baje

Alo andhar chaudike mor keuto chahena

Hiya pakhi sabare chai keuto asena


Translation

Nobody hates me the way I hate myself.

Nobody loves me the way I love myself.

Inside the heart of love and hatred,

the vina of my life plays.

Around me are light and darkness.

Nobody wants them.

The bird of my heart wants everyone,

but nobody comes, nobody responds.


From:Sri Chinmoy,Garden of love-light, part 3, 1975
Sourced from https://srichinmoylibrary.com/gll_3