Prem Narayan Nath

(28-07-1956 / Jamuguri, Nagaon, Assam)

In the markets of Maibong


I searched so much
for ornaments of raw gold
in the markets of Maibong,
Gold is only in name
You are lovelier than gold
without ornaments

The goldsmith could not make
a single piece of ornament
to your measure
What kind of goldsmith is he
without ornaments
You are lovelier than gold

The door of the moon in the sky
was open
Secretly I peeped
Orange moon
People say
The moon is lovely
The moon is only in name
You are lovelier than the moon.



Translated by Ajit Barua

Submitted: Tuesday, February 17, 2009

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