Hem Barua

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Hem Barua Poems

Come love, keep your hand on my hand
And your lips on my lips
Let the clouds that lean against the sky
Come down in torrents
...

Dear, here I’m lighting a candle. I’m writing
To you after a long time. The lovely breeze outside
Is lashing at the candle... Wait, let me
Close the window...
...

Hem Barua Biography

Hem Barua (Assamese: হেম বৰুৱা; also known as Sonaram Chand or Hemchandra Baruah) was a prominent Assamese poet and politician from Assam. Early Life Born on the 22 April 1915, at Tezpur, Hem Barua obtained his M.A. degree from Calcutta University in 1938 and joined the J.B. College, Jorhat, in 1941 as lecturer in Assamese and English. He left it next year during the Quit India Movement and was imprisoned in 1943. On his release, he joined the B. Barua College, Guwahati, and later became its Principal. Literary Career Hem Barua was the author of several books. He became the President of the Assam Sahitya Sabha in its annual session held at Dhubri in 1972 and was regarded as one of the pioneers of modern literary movement in Assam. Political Career Hem Barua left the Congress in 1948 and became a member of the Socialist party. Later he was elected to the National Executive of the Praja Socialist Party. He was elected to the Lok Sabha from Gauhati in 1957 and 1962 and from Mangaldoi in 1967. He was the member of the Lok Sabha till December 1970.)

The Best Poem Of Hem Barua

Your Sweat-Soaked Face

Come love, keep your hand on my hand
And your lips on my lips
Let the clouds that lean against the sky
Come down in torrents

Down the dust-laden paths
Let incessant rain bathe the trees
And drown the voices of the birds
In the mirror of a forlorn river in some dense forest
Let your face be anglow, drenched in sweat.

[ Translated by Snigdhamalati Neog ]

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