Kazi Nazrul Islam

(24 May 1899 - 29 August 1976 / Bardhaman / India)

The Month Of Poush - Poem by Kazi Nazrul Islam

Lo! Winter comes!
She comes across an ocean of sorrow and tears.
Beware! Beware!
She comes from behind the horizon enveloped
in thick mist.
With her advent, alas! in the Ieafy forest
A farewell dirge seems to go round
The parting Day (Ah me!) casts a sad look
Losing as she does-the Evening Star that
lights her path.
See! Winter sets in -
She represents the sadness of the year's
journey, a loss of Eternity,
The farewell season of ripe paddy,
the dread of new arrival-
Beware! Beware! She is come! -
Dry breath, and Oh! the choked voice
of a farewell deeply laden with tears -
Arise, wayfarer! Thou hast to cover
a long distance casting a sad look
from thy black eyes.

[Translation: Abdul Hakim]


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 29, 2012


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