Saturday, November 12, 2011

My First Translation

Life – The light and the darkness of the mornings,
And far away a sparkling star,
Lies, myriad unspoken bonds
Petals, which suddenly grows wings,
And the earth stoops to touch the soil
While they, the raindrops, seals the perfect kiss.
Rejoice, as a powerful pandemonium plays in the paddy fields,
An instance, it has a greenish girdle of life.
The tire- less, ever-moving stays still.
Life – speaks of the happiness of the abruptness.

***Courtesy – Shubho da’s Bengali poem.

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