Prem Narayan Nath Poems

Darkness trembled on the flute of the night
sitting in darkness I wrote
the dialogue of undigested sorrow
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I change myself into certain events that issue forth
from the depths of floating time
plucking an undecomposed flower
woven into the tapestry of my heart
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An evening meal
of roasted potatoes and tea

Green and yellow and blue smile
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Through the heart of Kundil town
the blue river of the night
all agog with ripples
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Carry me on to the forest whose face is
aglow in light.
I put down golden words
in the raptness of lovely green
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Evening bells toll in the temple
Birds flatter their wings
the merchant sails off by a distant river
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If the breeze hums at the arrival of my words to you
suddenly sometimes
stars of your eyes stay tuned
Assume that the moon after the clouds
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I searched so much
for ornaments of raw gold
in the markets of Maibong,
Gold is only in name
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From the finger with joints I have known
The finger is of whose hand.
From the gold ring have I known
The ring is from whose hand.
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Your heart and mine
Two halves of a pumpkin
Let them be red forever
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