I'm simply perplexed; why
You began to blow after a serpent?
Only to find out her breasts
You followed her alone
Such a long distance frequented with beasts!
May be, you don't know___
Serpents unfasten and hide their breasts
Near those curve-lines of a river
Where some cavities are sleeping silent.
O.K! What's then? Disclose the truth___
Did you see something? Colors of radiation,
As its a glittering Prism!
Returned back in fear?
Seeing that solidity of darkness
As if, it has shaped like a twin palm-fruit?
Were you alone? Or
It's that serpent who saw you off
All the way through that deep-dark forest?
And then
There spreading a down-pouring Heavenly light
from her breasts
Cutting all those condensed darkness
In a lonely Jungle;
Opening all the waves of the hints of a rope
Let's go once again to look up those bright breasts
Of the serpent,
Of the jungle;
Inside the virgin treasure of cavities
Lying and sleeping by the river banks...
(The Stream of Bleeding (2005), Balaka, Chittagong)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Serpents unfasten and hide their breasts Near those curve-lines of a river Where some cavities are sleeping silent.