Were you so wide or worthy
Or I was so narrow and empty?
Time, a teacher nonsense per excellence
Taught me a bit good things
Narrowed down the gaps
Evaporated all the surprise
The essence of wonder
Very slowly and bit by bit gone
The attractiveness waned
You are as meaningless
As I have in mine
nothing is there
to be astonished
and astounded
To show the sunAnd make him ashamedBut out of jealousyYou cut them downIn your golden cageThe songs I sangThey were not for your gloryBut for my release
You know well what would happenBut out of jealousy when your friendWould change his or her mindAnd turn into an enemyWithout knowingYou lay your heart, bareBefore it is too lateBe friendly with your friendsAs you are with your enemies
(In Hindi)Na chalega hat, na rahega phulO dost o bhai o guruIsbar election me chalega ‘Jharu’’– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – x- – – – – – – – – – –…
With a small mouth and a round faceI roll over around on this globe, great.I was rolling smoothly over the hillsAnd valleys and on some poetry pagesTill I met a women with a sharp knifeWho trolled stray in flared up rage.She first snarled then picked up a fightI just said on a poem of another…
আমি আর পারছি না জ্বালাতেতোমার অন্ধকারের প্রদীপভেতরে আর বাইরেপারছি না আর কাটাতেসদা বিবর্ণ হয়ে যাওয়া ছবির সঙ্গে এ জীবন ।
When I lay my head on your lapAnd your hand caressing my foreheadThey encircle and chant holy hymnsIn the din of your giggleI close my eyesAnd in the world of peaceI see the flight of all my worries.
