Arani Basu's poem I COULD NOT HOLD ( Translation of 'Dhorey Rakhtey Parini' )

It is true, we do not have a lot of things.
It is also true, whatever we have had we could not
                                                                   keep them all.
Like, attraction love.
There was a time when between you and me
                                                 even a thread seemed unnecessary.
This way days went by, days went by
one day I saw between us has crept up
                                          the leg pillow from beneath our legs. Thereafter so many days have passed,
now we clearly feel, during night, when earth becomes wordless
a complete river flows between us.
We feign of sleep, though awake, listen to songs of that river,
often of grief, often of helplessness, often of tiredness.

Rarely we remember the olden days.
Those days of yore.
I try to touch with my hand and find, that river
                                              has widened miles after miles.

It is true, we do not have many things.
It is also true, whatever we have had we could not
                                                                   keep them all.
Like, earnestness and candour.