- "Into the half light and shadow go I. Within my head
Not a dream, but some sensation works its will.
Not a dream, not peace, not love,
A sensation born in my very being.
I cannot escape it
For it puts its hand in mine,
And all else pales to insignificance--futile, so it seems."
- I am a weary heart surrounded by life's frothy ocean.
To me she gave a moment's peace--Banalata Sen from Natore.
- Always another path you seek: today I seek no more.
I found in that void on the far shore something to hold at last In my own heart, own mind. . . .
- Clinton B Seely. The Scent of Sunlight: Poems of Jibanananda Das, translated by Clinton Seely. Parabaas.com. Retrieved on 5 May 2012.