Buddhadeb Bosu

(30 November 1908 - 17 March 1974 / Comilla / Bangladesh)

Now The Battle Is Against The World - Poem by Buddhadeb Bosu

Now the battle is against the world, this world,
with me on one side, on the other your eyes silent, deep;
between us the meandering, dizzying path of this world.

The people of the world stretch out their hands to draw
a red line between us; they divide us with their arms
stretched out like quivering, poisonous snakes.

Before my eyes, your breasts sway like halcyon
dreams; like day-dreams your hair unravels upon
my chest; my heart quivers like a bird

caught in the storm; whom shall we fear?
We know what lies beyond the next bend- -
it is you- -you and me; then for whom else

shall we have eyes? To my eyes your breasts
are like halcyon dreams; on your breasts
my hands eager, warm; at my touch your breasts

flood over, like the mighty currents of a blind, invisible
river; they wipe away all vestiges of this unruly
world; only the powerful torrents of this huge, dark

river remain, where we are the victors, we are one, you
and I- -how beautiful, how divinely beautiful these words- -
You, - - you and I.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 27, 2013



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