Loot them thereafter.
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You are my dream queen-
I greet you on Holi.
While pouncing into
Of blackish waterOf the ocean ofYour eyes,I wishedThere must beA cabin of pearl.Hiding within itThe secret scarlet life ofThe dream princess,With green wingsand blue eyes,and a cold night of winterclad with a grey foggy horizon,a wonderful beetlecoveredwith a skinwith the colour of thedarkest night of the year.This is a translation of the poemଖୋଜିବା ର ସେଇ…
ଲାଗୁଛି ଯେ
ଆସିଅଛ ଫେରି-ଠିକ ସେଇରୂପ, ରଂଗ, ଶବ୍ଦ,ଆଉ ଚାହାଣୀ ରେତୁମେ ‘ସୀମା’ ମୋର-ମୋ ପାର୍ଥିବ ଇଚ୍ଛା, ଆବେଗ ର ।ମୋ ନିଃସର୍ଗ ତୃଷା, ମିଳନ ର ।ମୋ ଆତ୍ମିକ କ୍ଷୁଧା, ବିରହ ର ।ତୁମେ ବେଢିଯାଅ ଏବେଛାଇଯାଅ, ମାଟି ରୁ ଆକାଶ-ଛୁଇଁ ଯାଅ,ଭରି ଯାଅ,ଏଇ ମୋରତୁମ ବିନାଏ ଯାଏ ବି ଖାଲି ଥିବାଜୀବନ ର ନଭ, ଜଳ, ସ୍ଥଳ ।।
Like a lonely voyager
rove miles and milesof roads of deserted pain.The sunshine sneaksthrough the veils ofdark walking cloudsacross the banks ofthe last autumn sky.At this momentof elegance and ecstasyWords are born.
A little away
I see themcry for,shout for,crave for,exceptfor their humanity.My head bowsdown,My heart sinksdeep.
Your arrival
Of my youthful OceanMade me a ship-Changing the flags of time.Once in lifeAgainThe ship startedSwelling its sailsAs todayThe wind blowsFromThe most favoured direction.
And never do it after a win.
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A skylark mourns
May be on the other bankBeyond the riverOf the conjugal pleasureFlowing into the sea of voidness.Or worlds apartBeyond the mist of separationThat sings unique notesNotes of broken glasses,Notes of burnt gardens-From a flute of deathCarried through the tidesOf dark winter breezeTo the pyre of mourningThe death of my nascent dreamBefore its first cry.
Beauty lies in the choice,
To make it true or easy.
You are a memory clip
Never to erode nor to fade.
You still make me chilly
Treat thy land so lovely!
A man booked for torturing
A Galileo is set free.
The Cosmic rays
That bear your essenceLike ever before,While you were here,There and everywhere.