Let us mourn,
The loss of a loved one.
A loved one who lost heart,
And wanted more.
More than what she knew,
Was good for her.
And more than what she didn’t,
For like all the rest –
She knew not what she wanted.
Where her heart lay,
Where her calling spake.
And for a shallow thrust,
She forsook the cut of a rusty knight.
[Anonymous Bengali Poet of the 21st Century]