My heart sinks....

When I am sad
The sky becomes sad too...
And then all the clouds suddenly appear to mourn.

Rain Rain Rain
Everything floats...
Words, Smell, Scenes,
And her kajal....

I try to forget
I try hard;
My heart sinks...
And the next day
And the next...

Kolkata, India

(Translated from a Bengali poem written on 23.05.2002)