What is this game...! by Rabindranath Tagore

What is this game ever-new
you play with me in your jesting mood?
Whatever I may want to say
you do not allow me to express.

Residing in the innermost me
you snatch words from my lips
With my words you utter your own speech,
mixing your own melody.

What I wish to say I seem to forget;
I only say what you want me to say.
In the stream of songs I lose sight of the shores
drifting into a far unknown?"

~ Rabindranath Tagore