Life Again One day This time will fall asleep with shortness of breath by itself. The human being Will cure the disease one day At risk. Only a few of us Became joyous temporary, And set fire to the jungle. It burned The skin of...
Read MoreTranslated from the Bengali by Mohammad Shafiqul Islam Delusion What sort of delusion is this! While so close it seems you’re far away, beyond reach, the periphery of distance to the sky. If you come, climate and nature appear...
Read MoreTranslated from the Bengali by Manjish Roy Uniform The farewell of rain I place my hand on water By the edges of the moon The plaintive songs of the moonlight… The soft matter comes to fill the sticky world With an exuberant...
Read MoreTranslated from the Burmese by Toe Kyaw Hlaing Evening Just After the Rain Water has flowed With a murmur like a harp so old The sky Where birds of no refuge roam and repose Is the evening clear and nice? Ripples collide...
Read MoreHave a good weekend Never save that memory of excitement and joy. Shake your body fluid and hair By sitting, laying your body, bending knees. My breath and blood was moving faster inside. You refreshed your body from the window...
Read MoreRise of a Knight My King, bless me like a shadow. I am looking towards tomorrow. Your sword appears like a dragon; Leaving the life you never look upon. Every night my sleep runs away. What you think has happened today? I hear...
Read MoreTranslated from the Bengali by Nilanjan Chattopadhyay At the Restaurant Sitting close to an ardent – Philologist Presently afternoon wears away, slowly. Remembering the embrace- Remembering a tranquil smiling face. Blood...
Read MoreMarriage Like a distance between a murder and its weapon We stared at each other; on the road, the two co-passengers we were,- We exchanged love, kissed, promised to not to leave while living; We made love under the lunatic...
Read MoreTranslated from the Bengali by Nirmalya Biswas Unseen I seek around identity among the Collective sounds of the Earth Yet, I wish to remain unidentified The sky unveils even more, as I cross Purnia, come undone the Beauties of...
Read MoreThe shop poem In this hapless , blind shop-trap Everything that you see , you feel like buying, asap. In the stories and the shoptalks In the gory red bedrocks In the buying and selling of bloodied dead wings I could buy the...
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Personally , I am an admirer of the Translator 😍. I usually go through her writings . This is also…
Personally I am an admirer of the Translator, I usually prefer to go through her writings . She is an…
Such a simple yet powerful expression of the wrongdoings that occurs in domestic sectors. Absolutely loved the story.
Can you please cite the original poem ? Where to find it in Bangla?
Such a wonderful work ma'am ❤️ I loved it
Just a wonderful work Ma'am....I loved it❤️