Though I am busy
Day and night
To train a frenzied horse
From the thunder claps of luck
One way snatch the fate
Of coloured bird of fate
Who’ll teach me
The desired songs of life?
In the nor’wester dying moonbeam
You’ll find me
In the morgue of Jibanananda
Though I’m not sure
You’ll seek for me or not.
Translated by Siddique Mahmudur Rahman