FAR AS I GAZE at the depth of Thy immensity
I find no trace there of sorrow or death or separation.
Death assumes its aspect of terror
and sorrow its pain
only when, away from Thee,
I turn my face towards my own dark self.
Thou All Perfect,
everything abides at Thy feet
for all time.
The fear of loss only clings to me
with its ceaseless grief,
but the shame of my penury
and my life's burden
vanish in a moment
when I feel Thy presence
in the centre of my being.

THE DARKLY veiled June has come once again
redolent of the rain-soaked earth;
my heart that had grown weary and old
answers to the call of the marching clouds,
overcome with the sudden rush of life's turbulence.
Shadows sweep over the young grass
on the vast lonely meadows;
and my blood surges up with the cry:
It has come, has come to my eyes, to my breast,
to my voice that sings in gladness.

মেছুয়াবাজার থেকে
     পালোয়ান চারজন
পরের ঘরেতে করে
     জঞ্জাল-মার্জন।
          ডালায় লাগিয়ে চাপ
          বাক্সো করেছে সাফ,
       হঠাৎ লাগালো গুঁতো
                    পুলিসের সার্জন।
কেঁদে বলে, 'আমাদের
            নেই কোনো গার্জন,
       ভেবেছিনু হেথা হয়
       নৈশবিদ্যালয়--
নিখর্‌চা জীবিকার
            বিদ্যা-উপার্জন।'