CHOUDHURI SUKUMAR - Duskbit

How they do dpill acquired excellency, the rare moments
And light leisure, I speak of those, How it
Metamorphoses into crimson and finally burst into flames
Like the Badam trees of Gandhinagar
How the duskbit captures the bankrupt twigs -
I speak of those

I live all alone. Yet my own small sky I do not possess
The flying gull of consciousness has forgotten
Endless flight -
I speak of those

The night rolls. Age advances. Eyes
Inevitably while it keeps closing
How moring alarm rings out -
Let me tell of that ecstatic state

I've necer trained to sculpt anything else -
All these experiences will I narrate





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Nimesh Godhuli
tr: B SUDIPTA

CHOUDHURI SUKUMAR

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