Twilight At The Graveyard Poem by Kuldip Medhi

O' Soul, why is the sound
Of heart break so desolate
In the dead wind by the overflowing river-side

As if a gaggle of wild ducks flew away
Carrying ripe autumns at their beaks
The moonshine fainted by the mirror
In the midst of
A dream's course
The moon sank
In the landslide

My Soul, everything's over now
Twilight has descended on the graveyard.

(Translated from the original in Assamese "মৰিশালিত কালসন্ধ্যা" by Prof. Anita Baruwa)