One day a seasoned butcher called me and said: ‘Excuse me, Sir! Can you tell me why the Hindus eat mutton, and the Muslims take beef ?’ It is a long story, said I, The answer would indeed be Long… Continue reading
Autobiography : Part Three
I lie with ten women to cove all ten sides. They cover me as the hills in Kathmandu. I lie with Gouri on my North, Kalpana on the South sacred Gita on the East, and sacred fire on the West…. Continue reading
Krishnachuranjali
1 Where this love is true, on that river bank I spread your bright golden face, Saline water burns the crops where it goes, Yet I admitted love’s disgrace. 2 I feel someone distant to be close- I have still… Continue reading
I named it Love
Why do I think you so sudden? I have known you since your birth. In the comparative beauty of Bengal, Though like a foreigner you look. Why do I think you so sudden? You are my love, my Bisnupriya. From… Continue reading
The Ant
Watches the lump of sugar covered with flies. Even so do I, watch your shadowy profile, Here, in my needless, loveless exile. I haven’t loved you fully, though it was my duty – I’ve kept some love in store. Some… Continue reading
The Flower Vase
Picking of flower of my desire From any garden, anytime, if I could Adorn your bun, your python bun; Then you would see, Lila, In your tender touch, the charmed Tempting flowers would become Upset; and with effusive hearts In… Continue reading
Like a dream
You are synomumous of aspiration, night full of moonlight Like a far-away duck flown to the creek of dream You are dearer desired hands Can wipe out all irony of fate. Yet you are like the whistle of parting train… Continue reading
One day, this day
One day there was blooming rose in the breath Eyes had full of rains of moon-beam I’ve love in this heart: key of belief, Any heart could be opened with it. Eager ears could hear songs of ocean But only… Continue reading
Pains of Eighteen lines
Opening my eyes I see shroud of fog covers The green trees and wide open paddy fields, Like water hyacinth on the river, winter mists float, It covers the water and its colours. Condensed winter Kisses the multicolour wings of… Continue reading
Unearthly Shadow of Sky
And touched the green trees and intoxicated winds It flies me into the worlds of magic and shows roguish joy Though I used to write letters and show affection to the sky From my childhood. Sky doesn’t know under her… Continue reading
Submerged paper
The Dhaka city will be flooded, passing through the water The poets and lovers will assemble at National Book Centre But the rain didn’t fall. Orb-shaped sun crossed the whole sky Like a burning globe until evening, when it set… Continue reading
Immortal Flower
People will fill bottles with essence of roses or orchid They’ll throw away hidden bombs and bullets of pistols And will decorate flower baskets on their own hands. Without meetings, processions and struggle with arms People will plant seeds of… Continue reading
Mystery of a Peace Accord
Decorated floral designs on the doors are burned down With the fires of war. Dinner sets went flying like warships From the dining tables. As you walk on the Iranian carpets It seem to me American tank columns are advancing…. Continue reading
Breaking of a dream
Saddam Hussein came out of VVIP Lounge stood at the tarmac On the red carpet. As Air Force One stopped at the tarmac The TV camera started to roll and innumerable flash bulbs Flashed creating a beautiful fireworks. Mercury glass… Continue reading
I’m also like You, Bangladesh
You also wake up like a devout woman On your forehead move disarryed hairs You breast blaze with burning love Bangladesh, you fill our arable lands with Golden harvest. As if our ancestors Gave us rich and bushy weeds and… Continue reading
Divorce
For long hours of night, we blamed each other Sleepless went the night Still we never acknowledged our faults We waited ten years to see the flowers bloom If flower pot grew undergrowth We didn’t had time to clear those… Continue reading